Going back into his bedroom he pulled his underwear on before dressing for diner in a black tie and dinner jacket.Once he was dressed he stepped into ...he wardrobe and pressed small catch that allowed him to slide a panel across to one side. Although it looked to be free standing, the wardrobe was in fact built into the wall, the panel allowed him to crawl into an identical wardrobe in Mary's room. He knocked on the wardrobe door and waited, the door slowly opened and he found himself looking at. His hands were massaging all over Amy's body as he slowly began taking off her clothes. His lips moved down to her neck and throat as he unbuttoned her blouse and unzipped her skirt. Her breasts were covered with white lace. Nick lowered both straps of her bra, revealing them. He softly kneaded her breasts with his hands. He loved the feel of her body against hers. They got up from the sofa and went straight to his bedroom.Once they got to the bedroom, Nick layed Amy down on the bed and began. “I’ll be right back. I’ve got a surprise for you.”I kicked off my shoes, dropped my pants, doffed my shirt and did as she asked.A few minutes later, she was back. I couldn’t believe my eyes.When she left the room, she had been dressed in the uniform of her downtown, financial-district trade – a conservative, but well-tailored, skirt suit; a white blouse and black pumps. When she returned, she was a different woman.The business suit and sensible shoes were gone. In their place, she was wearing a. Her job mainly consisted of visiting estates that her boss had purchased at foreclosure auctions and searching through those buildings for valuable antiques. She always found her job interesting but there was one particular day at work that she would never forget. She had been rummaging through a large attic in an old Victorian mansion. The owner had more than likely been a world traveler. He had definitely been a collector of many intriguing artifacts. There were medieval suits of armor,.