The question is should I send her my fantasy or not – everytime I try to send her stuff like this she just thinks I’m a perv, which I am especiall... when it comes to her. There are pictures of the outfit on my profile for those wishing to see it.So we will finally be together next week. I am desperate for you and your touch. I have missed being near you and feeling the warmth of your skin next to mine. Ass you know I have bought you an outfit to wear for me and here is how I hope the evening. Bruce took a moment to enjoy the sight of her emerald green bra encased breasts, drinking in the cleavage he’d enjoyed eyeing throughout her career as a Top Chef hostess. Gail couldn’t help but blush a little as his eyes were upon her, it was a good feeling to see the lust smoldering in his eyes and know she was the reason for it. Desiring to see it flare even more, fingers undid the clasp of her bra and shoulders rolled forwards to let it drop to the floor. The response was immediate as his. As he does, he finds himself grinning as he surveys the scene of devastation around the bedroom. Clothes, underwear, stockings discarded, a lamp knocked over, most of the bedding on the floor and pillows spread around the room as he’d used them, imaginatively, to lift her hips so that he could fuck her deeper. She had been wicked yesterday. He’d been dark and quiet as they’d driven from the ferry to the manoir. The rain was apocalyptic and the traffic ridiculous. Even when the rain abated and. “I guess it’s just you and me today.”I sighed. It’s not like I didn’t enjoy spending time with Ryan, it’s just that I was looking forward to being clued in as to the family’s mysterious secret. I could have asked Ryan, but I feared he would make fun of me. He always did it kiddingly, but I was in no mood to be teased. I guess I would just have to wait for our parents to return.Part of me felt resentful that our parents weren’t there to wish me a happy birthday, but I knew that wasn’t fair. Mom.