" my wife, Julie, directed."I don't think we should. Maybe later, honey." I answered."Oh, stop. Don't be such a big baby. Do it now before it gets dar... and he makes other plans." she returned."Uh, why me?" I asked, scared."Because you're the only one who has spoken to him so far." Julie answered firmly."You've spoken to him. Not us." she reaffirmed.I couldn't believe my ears. My wife was putting me on the spot again. She was pushing me towards going back to his apartment to extend this. Since then, however, her relationship with Bobby had changed drastically and she had returned to the store and purchased the original ensemble. She’d been holding onto it, with a somewhat vague and unformed idea that there would come a special occasion to spring it on Bobby when it was her turn to have him for a night in bed.The other outfit was the one she had worn when she danced with Bobby at a western club in Kansas City. It was a doeskin shirt, with built in cups for her breasts to go in,. You don't know im behind you but i let you know by running my finger down your spine very slowly.I then whisper into your ear "need a hand?" and let my hands slowly work down your body.I move your hair to one side and start to kiss your neck slowly and work my way down to your shoulder. You turn around and look me in the eye and say "I want more then a hand" as you lean forward and press your lips against mine. You unhook your bra and let it drop as i lean in to press my lips against yours. Cat nodded dazedly.Sam hesitantly reached her hand up to cup Cat's cheek. The other girl turned her head to face her, eyes still wide and lip tugged between her teeth. Sam felt the need growing again in the pit of her belly. Her underwear was soaked through with desire. She desperately wanted to kiss Cat, but she was scared that this wasn't what Cat wanted at all. She didn’t want to push this to a place where Cat Valentine didn't want to go, because she was scared of ruining their.