This pretty much sets the scene for recent events. She "dates" and I play at my secret dress-up games. Not long ago after she had left for her evening...I set about my own preparations for my night as well. After showering and shaving, I slipped on a pair of suntan pantyhose (the support variety as I love the extra lycra), then a satiny bra complete with breast forms I had acquired over time. Then as she does, I sit at the vanity and do my makeup. Foundation first, a sexy combination of shadows,. She was quick and brought back stuff in a cooler already packed with ice she wouldn’t show him telling him it would be a surprise. He hadn’t been surprised in a long time. Finally they reached the park, as they stopped she told him first the rest room and then lunch. She came out looking better then she went in. She had changed her top to something lighter as the day was getting warm and added perfume and makeup. He decided for the first time in months that he was interested in something. After dining, we walked down a pedestrian bridge in the park. I leaned against the railing to watch the ducks swim in the water. Desmond came up behind me and slipped his arms around me, laying his head against mine. The faint smell of his aftershave tickled my nose. His hands clasped my belly. My body ached for him again.He turned me around with his face bent close to mine like he was going to kiss me. I closed my eyes and waited. He gently took my hand by the wrist and slipped it into his. I have to bet you think about sinking it right up in your slit here. Now this cock has to be one that you are forbidden from playing with. It is not your boss, I have to seriously doubt that it would be one of your neighbors. You would be playing with one of them before answering an ad from a swinging couple if that were the case. So here is what I have to tell you.If you do not tell me what cock you are avoiding talking about, I am going to leave you here, just like this. Tied up, naked and.