She walked over to her drawer and pulled out a pair of black lacy panties. She walked over to the bed and put her thigh-highs on and attached them to...her garter. She put her demi style bra on. She looked amazing. She walked by her closet and pulled out her black dress. The dress was quite form fitting and showed off her amazing breasts. She looked amazing. Dylan had ordered her a limo to pick her up and take her to the restaurant in the hotel. They’d have dinner and if all went okay,. I comfort myself in knowing that she works hard at it, mind you so do I.I studied her a moment as she made herself comfortable, following the line of her graceful neck down to her shoulders she was wearing a salmon coloured vest top straps just wide enough to hide her bra straps, I knew she would be wearing a bra, she knows I love lingerie. I followed the shape of her breasts, smaller than mine (she’s a C cup if you are interested) past her belly to her short white skirt to look at her. The concept of communication about things outside of their sexual lust? The everyday things, how much do they talk about that? Though now that they are working together, their sphere of interest has expanded.Finances? They have never discussed, but both have more money than needed to live out the rest of their lives. But all the questions about debt, paying bills, who is in charge of their overall finance, will they combine their income. Now there are even more things they need to focus on. “Well take your knickers off and let the air circulate around your cunt,” I suggested.“What did you say?” she asked.“I said turn your hearing aid on,” I replied.“You said take your knickers off and let the air circulate around your cunt,” she replied.“So why ask if you heard me?” I demanded.“I couldn’t believe what I heard,” she replied.“Tell you what why don’t I chuck you in the fountain and cool you down.” I suggested.“My late husband tried to throw me in the Trevvy Fountain in Italy,” she.