My wifewas a good sport about my wanting to wear it. Once in awhile I wouldleave the key at work and such, and although I don't think she liked meslee...ing with it, she didn't complain. She preferred my naked body tosnuggle up to, though.One night I was in the mood in a big way. I hadn't cum in about a week,but it was too late and we both had to be up early for work the nextday. She said it was too late, but that tomorrow we would definitely goto bed earlier and have some fun. I slept a fitful. ” Maria sings out to me thru this mirror. I keep staring into it, seeing myself and pondering if I really did hear that coming from her. “He has a great weakness for redheads, ask him about it. Treat him very well for me Brandi.” A bolt of lightening followed by two thunderous claps startles me back to reality and the fact that I have to go spend time with this man that has rescued me but is a threat to my safety at the same time.When I make it back to the living room, he isn’t there but I take. While she was busy she thought about Edward and his work colleagues, she had met one or two of them, mostly older than her, probably in their mid thirties or older she thought. She wondered exactly what they all did at work. She thought about her relationship with Edward. A strange but loving relationship she thought. Recently they had discussed their desires and fantasies in some detail. Car tires scrunched on the gravel drive outside and she heard laughter and car doors banging, then the. "But I did know, though the admission was shocking to me. All night long I'd been sneaking glimpses of my friend's long legs, studying the firm muscle of her calves; the way her strappy heels had pulled them into tight definition. I'd been captivated by the soft nylon wrinkle of gathered pantyhose behind her knee as she crossed her legs, an almost fractal detail of infinite complexity. I found myself wondering distantly, with a subconscious fascination, about what it would feel like to touch.