Fields said in a low voice, "I'm sorry I yelled at you, Mr. Rothman, I believe I owe your wife an apology too, and he stepped into the limo and sat qu...etly in a far seat. I nodded to the driver and he calmly picked up the bags, deposited them into the trunk and held the door for the two boys to get in front with him. The ride to the restaurant was quiet, almost too quiet. I said we would be having a quiet meal where we could discuss matters in private. This put Mr. Fields somewhat at ease, but. ”“Now you are being a bit naughty, trying to slide your hand up my dress thinking I wouldn’t notice while you play with my boobs. That’s alright dear; I was rather hoping you would get there, as there is an itch that I need to have scratched, so to speak. If my dress is getting in your way you might as well take it off so you can get to wherever you are going! Just pull it down while I lift my bum as it only has an elastic waistband.”“You seem to have the better of me as I am sitting here naked. .!2 Months earlierI had always had a fascination with sexual fantasy but like most people with partners had kept most of it secret. And much of my fascination was fuelled by stories on sex sites. But I never dreamt that I would be brave enough to actually act any of them out for real. But it was through my reading of such stories that I got in contact with an authors and we started to correspond by email. I had become single for reasons I won’t go into here but the internet can become. His mom had promised him that his dad will give him an amount equal to his savings and no more. Dylan was spending summer at home, trying very hard to get a job only decent enough to pay him such that he could at least save half the amount for his next semester tuition and the fees plus the room rent, hoping that his dad paid the other half. He went to college 2 years back and visited back, only for couple of days whenever he could. He had not planned what happened while he stayed at home. Even.