He started to feel a familiar ache underneath his belt and tried to relax as the King took podium. ‘Let the feast, begin!’ he announced excitedly... As slight hints of an engagement slowly captured the dining table, Dominique kept mum. She sat right beside her future husband but could not help but steal glances at some man who seemed to be close to Kellan but was not introduced. Kellan was just as she remembered. Well built, tall, chiseled jaw-line, handsome, and of few words. But she was. Time came as we desired ..it was Sunday morning jagan’s wife went for her delivery to her native place so he asked me to stay along with him ..So I packed only my few stuffs for office as i am going to stay with him for next four months and his wife had lot of stuffs than me and he came to pick me up in car at 6pm in evening from my room and i went with him, we had our dinner in hotel and started to his house ..During travel I had only my shorts and t-shirt so my thighs are visible so he kept. All you need is some dark nylons and a whiteblouse. Wear your black pumps, a little jewelry and you will beperfect." Jason began to dress, first putting on a pair of dark sheer panty hoseand a short black slip with a little lace trim. When he pulled the pantyhose up his legs he shivered with excitement. The feeling of the nylonwas reawakening feelings he had tried to bury months earlier but nowthey were coming back to the surface. Next when he put on the slip andfelt the satin rub his legs. I pulled my arse out of bed, slipped on some tracky bottoms and a t-shirt, jumped in the car and drove in to town. I new exactly which club she would be at and on pulling up texted her. After waiting for ten minutes I looked up to see Miss Jones walking over to my car and had to rub my eyes to make sure I wasn't dreaming. She looked fucking amazing, her black curly hair to her shoulders and wearing a black shiny faux leather shirt half undone and showing her cleavage, a matching black faux.