I arrive at your house at the designated time – 1:30pm – and ring the doorbell. Hubby opens the door and accepts the bottle of wine I proffer. A... he puts it in the kitchen you indicate that I should sit next to you – wow I notice that you are dressed to thrill and kill! – white blouse, no bra, short skirt, obvious stockings and suspenders and high heels. That just equalled an instant hard on!Hubby returns with some nicely filled wine glasses and I notice his demeanour – he looks very hung. “Not impressed. That’s all very basic stuff. I didn’t feel any magic in your words,” Eric replied with disappointment. “Did you do all the things with Cindy?” I calmly asked. “Of course I did. A day didn’t go by that I wouldn’t tell her how beautiful she is,” he snapped back. “That’s really what you wanted her to hear? Did you tell her why she was so beautiful to you?” “Isn’t that enough?” he asked. “Obviously not. Is Cindy sitting with you right now?” “Fuck you! That’s cold, old man!”. I tell her that I would have to speak to Roband ask if that would be okay. Layla leans in and gives me a kiss. My mind is going in a thousand directions. I have never been with a woman before, but she is very beautiful, and seems to really like me. Layla is kissing me very deep, and very passionately. Our tongues begin to explore each others mouths. We are both very drunk and seem to be into each other. There is a couch in the lounge area of the bathroom. We sit down, and our hands are all over. After allowing them both a little longer look, I stepped back from the window and pulled on my short see thru baby doll nightie which I keep hanging on the door in case anyone knocks. I smiled to myself thinking this might be a fun day after all.I opened the door and stepped into the doorway, my toes on the porch and my heels inside. Both of them stood staring and grinning."Hi, guys, what can I do for you?" I asked."Damn, mama," said the older guy, "There's lots you can do for us, specially.