I had been dressing for Bill alot in mine and his apartment but I had this erge to go out clubbing dressed I had asked Bill several times but it seeme... he enjoyed just what we were doing in our apartments but I needed more so I decided to do it without him, I made up my mind that at thirty three I was going to do it. I got myself dressed in a short black dress, a siliconed filled bra that jiggled some as I walked and three inch heels putting on a little make up and a good coat of red lipstick. So i walked close enough to the door so i could her the details. I heard her co-worker moaning and i heard them kissing and sucking on each other's nipples (i knew because i heard the little "pop" noise when they stopped sucking on each other's nipples). They came from the back room and my fiancee's face was bright red and she was wiping her mouth off. Her co-worker just walked past me smiling. My fiancee was on her period so her co-worker couldnt return the favor. The next week they came back. He eased the skirt over her hips and she wailed because she could feel herself losing grip despite her best efforts. In her panic she kicked at him, but that was a bad move because it made his goal easier. Now that the waistband was unfastened, the skirt slid gracefully down her legs, and to her enduring embarrassment, it was around her ankles and he was staring at her thong, conscious that he was reaching the endgame."I'm going to strip you!" his eyes burnt as he tossed away her skirt, and she. Other than my mother this was the first time I had seen a woman naked. She had much bigger boobs than my mother and was shocked to see her pussy was completely bald. She told me to have a really good look and hopefully could get over this. She looked down and saw I had an erection straining at my jogging pants. She smiled and said it was a long time since she had managed to do that to a man. We went back into the living room and watched a bit more tv until bedtime. I helped grandma out of her.