It made me feel naked and vulnerable. He leaned in and kissed me hard, his tongue intwined with mine as he pulled me close to him, his strong hands on...the small of my back. ''You are sexier in real life than in your pictures,'' he said. "I was worried you wouldn't show.''I was still reeling from nerves and from his kiss so I only managed a weak, ''Thanks,'' as his hand slid down to my bum.He pulled up a bar stool for me and I sat with my legs together and he sat opposite with my legs inbetween. Parked in the driveway is an 89 Lincoln Towncar, black with a white carriage top. I'm feeling great from a nice long ride, it is about three in the afternoon and I'm wondering whose car this is. I'm hankering for a big burger, fries, and a beer. I go into the house through the garage and into the kitchen and sitting at the table is a fine-looking woman in what I'd think is her upper fifties, an off-white blouse, black pleated skirt with a two-inch pat. black alligator belt and patent black. Her skin was tanned from the sun and she had a healthy glow to her cheeks. It was amazing what cycling and sex did for a woman, she thought bitterly."Why, what else has happened?" Gillian leant forward curiously, sensing that there was something she had missed.Louise quickly related what she'd seen in the Duty Free shop and Gillian sighed. "Maybe you've jumped to the wrong conclusion?" she said hopefully."No, I didn't." Louise applied some pink lipstick and threw her bits back in her pack.. If I was going to get weirded out I wouldn't have come over here in the first place.”I chuckled as I realized she was right, but it was still something that I was nervous to mention.“Yeah, that's a fair point. Well, see, the thing is, it can be quite arousing knowing someone other than your husband has seen you naked and it is quite addictive.”“You know there are a couple of things I want to ask you about that.”“Sure, go ahead.”“Are you like constantly turned on?”“Not constantly, but yeah, a.