She was my everything before and with every growing day that love just gets stronger. I roll her onto her back and hold her. I want her to think it wa... by accident. I have a surprise for her. I kiss the top of her head. “God, baby you are so beautiful.” I whisper to her. I gently slide away from her, standing at the edge of the bed, it finally hits me how absolutely lucky I am. I crawl up and begin kissing her. I kiss her neck and down her collarbone. I trail kissed down her chest, stopping to. He would often make cheesy comments like "your wife is so hot and attractive", "best legs I have seen ever" and "I'm the luckiest guy" blah blah blah.I kept whispering to her that he found her attractive but she just seemed to keep to herself.Every time I noticed this guy, he was checking out her legs, cleavage and doing anything he could to look up her short skirt. There was still no shortage of slightly perverted comments in an attempt to woo her.He would even try to politely brush up against. I am normally very shy, and I would never approach such a beautifulwoman - and especially not admit that I am a cross dresser or submissive!But I slowly took small steps towards the desk and just said it."I love your shoes."She looked up and smiled at me and responded, "Thanks, I love them too."Well I figured I was in the conversation and had already embarrassedmyself, so I continued..."What brand are they?"To which she responded, "I don't know, I picked them up in Miami when Iwas there a few. She told me a dark twisted tale of how her father kept her in a cabin far in the woods,locking her in during the day while he went to town and coming back to rape her at night. "Mr. Allen is currently in custody awaiting trial, miss Allen, here, had her 18th birthday a week ago and can go at any time." The cop told us. We left and went home. As we drove into town she started fussing. "What am I gonna tell people? Where will I stay? Will I have any friends?" She asked frantically. "I don't know,.