While she was in the shower I prepared all in the living room; lighted on some candles and incense. After a while my sweet Ana emerged from the bedroo..., looking fantastic in her sheer stockings, a black top, garter and high heels. The crease between her legs was shining in the darkness of the hallway; her nipples were already hard and erect over her top.She sat on the couch and started to watch a porn movie where a woman was sucking on a well hung black man while her fingertips gently travel up. "So she's not that easy—I like that. It was weird though as she had no problems showing off her curves at home, always wearing tight-fitting clothes, short skirts and tank tops, which she filled out quite nicely.But one night would change everything. After a party, she came home, ran off to the bathroom with tears in her eyes and slammed the door. I went to check on her."Rach are you ok?" No, I'm not. The party was terrible; they embarassed me." Why? What happened?" Sorry, I don't wanna talk. Martintried to fasten the bra, his hands working by feel alone. His nails hadbeen forcibly lengthened and made things even more awkward. Leanne walkedbehind him and assisted with fastening. He was instructed to sit down andone leg at a time point his pretty red toes and slide the white seamedstockings up his leg and fasten them to the white garter belt he nowwore. Leanne handed him white 6" spike heel pumps."Put the high heels on Mrs.Vargos then it's time to put the nightie on."Martin slid the. I tell him what I want for him to do, is be the first, for an otherwise straight married man.I explain the man is attractive, wears a very expensive business suit, you know the type. the one nobody in his life would ever suspect, would be craving going beyond secret fantasy to real life experience with another man. I make the arrangements. The suit comes to my door, my sub is eager and ready wearing only shorts,, and I let him in. my pen pal wrote the basic outline, tho being with men is not.