Then I asked her, “Now that we have met in person, do you agree to be spanked by me?” “You put me at ease and I do trust you! So Yes, you can ...pank me.” “Good! As we discussed and you agreed to on the phone, I believe in spanking females on the bare skin. Are you still okay with that?” “Yes I am.” Kathy answered. “And do you wonder why I had you bring that small paper bag?” “Yes, I brought a small paper bag with me. What am I suppose to do with it?” “I want you to get up and go to the. I didn’t know then how close to the truth I was. I parked outside of Raghu’s and looked in the bag. All that was in it was a black garter belt, black stockings and black high heels. It wasn’t easy, but I stripped and put the sexy stuff on in the car, fixed my extra makeup in the visor mirror, and put on my overcoat. Music was blasting through Raghu’s apartment door and I had to knock several times. Finally, Raghu opened the door and held up a finger for me to wait. He turned back into the. One bra, two pairs of knickers, a suspender belt and a couple of pairs of stockings later we were back in the car and headed home. You havent worn stockings for years. Why now? Just fancied them. It feels good and the weather is going to be warm so I dont want to be trussed up in tights. So why wear them at all? No answer, just that look again. Was not going to be said but we both knew that she really did not have the best pair of legs to show off. On the eve of the do, in common with all. Bill used a couple of fantasy surrogates from work; one being his horny, black, married boss, and the other being a handsome, single guy who had a reputation as a ladies’ man, and who bragged about fucking other men’s wives with his big cock.”We continued our fantasy fucking for many months and became more and more absorbed in our characters as each month passed. And the amazing thing is that Bill seemed to get more turned on when we fantasized about his black boss and the black boys from.