On the day at night, he came home with a red bikini panties and bra and asked me to wear it. I did it. He asked me to wear nighty and come with him in...the car for a drive. I did so.He started driving through the highway it was almost mid night. He stopped the car and asked me to remove the nighty. I did. He kissed me and asked me to get out and pose for him in the open road. I didn’t agree. But he pushed me out and locked the door. I was scared and I hide behind the car and asked him to open. It was as much as the dominant woman could do to refrain from smiling, she loved to have adult males in this position and he would be mothered and governed so sweetly.His cock peeped erect through the elasticated waist-band of the nappy as she let the silken kimono slide down the soft curves of her full body. His balls tingled urgently, he was already yearning to cum as she picked a tin of talc from the bedside and dusted her hands; he knew those sharply manicured fingers would soon leave their. I'm sure I looked funny shuffling out in a bulky sweater and a long skirt in the unusually warm fall weather that we'd been having, but I didn't care. I drove to his apartment and dashed up the stairs, listening at the door to see if I could hear him in the living room. After a few seconds I decided that the coast was clear and let myself in, slipping through the doorway as quietly as I could and into the far side of the living room. Safely out of sight from the rest of the apartment, I quickly. He looked at the pair. Both were in panic. He switched the safety to off. The little red dot shone as if it were a ruby. Jonathan pointed the gun at the man. ‘What’s your name?’ ‘Henry’ he blubbered. I’m not the man you want. Jonathan pulled the PI’s photo of Susan’s lover and compared it to the man sitting in front of him. The photo and the man’s face were the same. ‘Liar’ yelled Jonathan. ‘Because you lied to me I’m not going to kill you and let you go to heaven.. You will die a thousands.