Phil was a good-looking guy, a real fitness nut and has a great body. Not bulked up or over build, just nicely chiseled. He is more outward personalit... than me, more of the charmer type and can be a bit cocky at times, but the kind of guy that everyone likes and wants to know. Now, he seemed to have become her personal trainer, with hands on attention. This all made me feel insecure, but it did turn me on at the same time.After her workout one night, she got dressed, came over to me as I still. “I have just the place to hang it! But, you have to agree to have dinner with me tonight, and we will celebrate. My treat!” The older man was taken aback by her offer, but he could hardly refuse. Immediately, he worried about what he should wear, as he hadn’t worn dressy clothes in years. Regardless, he heard himself agreeing to her request. “Where shall we go?” he stammered nervously, his voice all of a sudden hoarse, his throat dry.“Meet me at eight o’clock at Andrea’s,” she said,. All i can do is nod at this point and i have to adjust my bulge that is hurting me inside my pants because im so hard. then you slowly undo the belt completely and straighten up your body as you slide the robe down further, this time exposing a sexy black set of lace panties and a white and black lace garter belt with clips going down to your black thigh highs. i let out a groan with the utmost respect for what i am witnessing. you continue to lick your lips for me and look at me with those. The years had been very good to Craig. The photo was a candid shot catching him in profile talking animatedly to a couple of his men. The streaked camouflage cream on his face couldn’t disguise the fact he was still a good looking man. He had obviously packed on a fair bit of muscle since I knew him. Dressed in woodland pattern camouflage fatigues with a Special Forces tactical vest, Craig was well armed with a Beretta 9mm in a low ride thigh holster and a Heckler and Koch G3 slung muzzle down.