. I thought campus might be nice. Maybe something like the story you sent me, where she's wearing a garter belt under her coat."Sharon chuckled. "You ...eally liked that story, didn't you?" Absolutely." I'll think about it then."With that, Sharon was dressed and we were off for breakfast. Dot's was indeed open but crowded. We had a pleasant meal where the conversation drifted to more mundane topics and afterwards I headed back to my parents' house.I spent much of the rest of the day contemplating. I want somebody who really turns me on. I suppose this will sound crazy, but you sure turn me on."Don got all red and flustered. "Uh, thanks, Shelly," he said, managing a smile. "Too bad I'm married already." Yes, it is," Shelly purred, sliding a hand up under his T- shirt, "but we could just fool around."Don got even redder. He sat there with his mouth hanging open while the sexy redhead pulled off his shirt, revealing his broad hair-matted chest. She ran her sharp red fingernails through the. “Now that much of the excess wealth has been widely redistributed, there’s not as much need for higher taxes on the considerable wealth that I let the worthy celebrities, heirs, heiresses, princes, and moguls keep, is there? Of course, just to be safe, I removed any further envy, resentment, jealousy, etc. that already existed, though I haven’t prevented any new feelings of that type. Rich people still exist, but not as many of them and they’re not so obscenely rich that they excite so much. " I can beg. I can show you," she assured me."Not convincingly enough before two daiquiris. I want my gorgeous wife a little drunk and very slutty tonight before I show her my surprise."Her hand moved to my crotch, squeezing lightly. "I can do slutty. Maybe more than you know, mister. But I'm warning you, if my husband finds us, he may want to join in. And that might scare you, because I love his big cock, and you'd be SO left out." I'll take my chances," I told her. "I'm sure a little slut.