Her smile is near permanent, thin lipped and wide.“I’ve been married to Sean for nearly twenty years now, and it doesn’t feel like a day over 19...... Nah, seriously, he’s a good boy, but he’s hardly the life of the party. I think that’s why we work so well together. I like to party, he likes to clean up.”We see Sean, the opposite of his wife – a skinny man in a baggy sweater and a pair of loose jeans. Cigarette hanging from his mouth, tired look in his eyes. “Brandy is a bit of an acquired. She stepped into the silk dress. It fit like a second skin and emphasized her slim waist and curvy hips. She zipped it as far as she could reach. She turned in front of the mirror, checking how she looked. "Damned David is right about the panty line. There is no hiding it! Oh well, there won't be an audience."She dabbed perfume behind her ears and behind her knees, flipping the skirt up momentarily.She quickly cupped her breasts and turned sideways. "Can I get by without a brassiere?" She. “Like my shoes baby?” she teases as she undoes the buttons on the coat.“Want to see what I have for you baby.“This is your special request.“I want to give you a fresh rock hard erection when I open my coat.“Like that baby?” she asks rhetorically as she flashes the coat open and holds it open for me.“Silk garter belt and stocking from Harrods. Never worn them before.“Take my coat off for me.”As I remove her coat I ogle her almost naked body framed in just a garter belt and stockings.“You have. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her.It was getting too much so I tiptoed towards her. “Hey, gorgeous,” I whispered so I didn’t startle her as I leant forward, pressing a soft kiss on her shoulder.She slowly opened her eyes. She smiled, turned her face and kissed me softly on the lips, “Hey yourself.” I wrapped my arms around her, reached one hand down and placed it on hers, helping her move the showerhead across her clit as my other hand cupped her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between my.