It was setting off alarm bells, and they were stronger than ever. It was telling her that something was not right. Paul seemed to have an irrational h...ng-up over her leaving the house without him. Every time Anita tried to go out and do something, whatever it was, even if it was something simple like running an errand or taking Johnathan out for a walk, Paul reacted in one of three ways. He either insisted on doing it for her, convinced her not to go out altogether, or he joined her to prevent. She appeared ready to wait for Kate to enter the dressing room to remove the silvery dress, but Kate had other ideas."Do you mind if I just... ?" Kate asked, reaching up to slip the straps off her shoulders."No, go right ahead," Renee said. "It won't bother me a bit."Kate smiled, and a surreal scene began to unfold. As Kate slipped the dress down her torso and then over her hips--revealing that she was nude underneath--Renee watched Kate. I watched Renee watching Kate. As my eyes slid back to. I would ram my cock deep into her, stroke after stroke, each stroke intensifying my hardness, engorging me further and in turn driving myself deeper into her. Her gaze assures me of her desire for me to satisfy her, they implore me to give into my animal instincts and devour her. Her passion level is infinite and she will take me, matching my kisses, her tongue enveloping mine and swallowing me. My caresses would be an appetizer to her passion, she would crave more, each stroke driving deeper. However, it is important to track back a bit to explain the background of the story. At the time of this event, I was a junior in college. Lydia was my girlfriend at the time. We met in our freshman year. The chemistry between us was awesome, but she had a boyfriend at the time. Still, that relationship was apparently not really emotional, since it took 48 hours from our first encounter for her to break up with him and for us to end up screwing our brains out.After a year or so, a combination.