" "Take them. You may like them. There really isn't THAT much difference is there?" "No, I guess not, except I'll have to sit to pee." "Well, for...heaven's sake, I should think that would be a relief, not having to stand there and worry about aiming. (Giggle)" Joe put them on and then the Pas. The moderate bulge looked a bit out of place but when he slipped into the bottoms, it disappeared. He didn't say anything to Karen about it but the silky feeling of her night clothes got him a. While waiting, she would sip her coffee slowly and watch the other girls in their red and black leather, lace and acrylic gather in larger groups, cackling in coarse bawdy humour and inevitably light up an array of cigarettes as soon as they sat down. They might notice Ana and stare at her, as well they might as no one else wore such obviously modest clothes as she. Some recognised her as the Director's secretary and were particularly friendly to her. Ana had come to realise that although at. She stares at me and reminds me she hasn't had sex or played with a toy that big for a long time (She buys sex toys closer to the size of my penis, she does not like big cocks. She married me partly because sex was great with a far smaller cock compared to what she was having with her exes. She is one of a kind, and loves my small dick). I put so much lube at the toy that my hands felt really slimmy. "Here it goes" I said softly. She parts her legs wider. I saw the toy pushed her pussy outwards. Wait!" She opened the case of her flute and assembled it. "Gimme a note!" D," I said, hitting a string, letting it ring. She matched the note, made an adjustment."Again," she said. I did. "Okay, let's see." She put her sheet music on the stand beside mine. "We'll do this passage. Can you start here at this measure?" You know, don't you, dear, that I've never really played with anyone else." So we'll learn together, huh. I'll count down. One – two – three, and you start, okay? And I'll be right.