I looked over at the door and there was Ashley, standing there with nothing but panties, bra, garter belt and black stockings complete with extremely ...igh heels. I went into shock. Susan must have found out about my affair. Something must have been in the drink because I didn't remember anything after that until the morning.When I woke up, I didn't recognize where I was. I couldn't move. I had been spread eagled to the four posts on the bed, and a ball gag was in my mouth. I tried to cry out. By train it is three hours with no messing about in the terminal, and much more comfortable. It seemed like a good idea to me. I certainly was not intending driving the five hours at this time of year."What shall I wear?"For the meeting itself, I should need a business suit, but sitting in that, in a train, would result in wrinkles, so I was asking for suggestions for my traveling garb, sweats, perhaps, or slacks and tweed jacket?"Why don't you wear your teal green suit?"I looked at my wife. I said to Steven flirtatiously, "Thank you so much for all yourhelp. My daddy should call back soon." After, I placed my hand on histhigh squeezing slightly.I can heard Steven starting breathing gradually heavier as he says, "It'sreally no problem Tiffany. Would you like a drink?" Sure rum and coke would be great." I replied with alluring look.Steven simply smiled pouring me a drink while fixing a double brandy forhim. As he sat back down, I snuggled against him and whisper, "Hmm. "I slipped out of the changing room and located the associate we had been working with. After a brief interval, I returned to my girlfriend with two dozen pair of assorted ultra- sheer hosiery. By the time we returned to the check-out stand, Dianna was wearing a lilac lace underwired push-up bra, matching bikinis, and Jet Black seamed stockings with French heels under her outfit. I was sporting a raging hard-on inside my satin panties."I'm in a 'red' mood today," she whispered in my ear. "I.