The women all said how much they liked my sandals. Even the men checked them out, because MOST men can appreciate a beautiful pair of shoes. I look me...ningfully at my husband, hoping he’ll notice the inflection there. He notices, and has his argument ready. “They were checking out your LEGS, not your shoes. I’m telling you, real men don’t care anything about shoes, except how easily they can be kicked off when you’re climbing into bed. Or how fast you can run in them when we’re chasing you.”. (stumbling)Guy: Hi, how are you? Are you okay? (With a warm smile and a wink)Me: Yes, I am fine.Guy: Hey! So tell me. Where are you from and how old are you?Me: Sorry, I don’t want to reveal my details, won’t ask about you either.Guy: It is fine. Chill. So what shall I call you?Me: No need for my name. You can just call me baby.Guy: Wow! You are amazing, babe.Me: Thank you, handsome.Guy: Baby, so can you turn on your video? I want to see your beautiful face.Me: No, sorry.Guy: No issues, baby.. The first man I'd really been attracted to. He pressed against my hole and I felt him slip into me. My slippery ass accepted his cock. He began. Lowered himself onto me and fucked my ass. In and out, so nice. Filling my ass with his sexy cock. I lifted myself up from the bed to meet him. Taking him as deep as I could. Thrusting into my ass. Slippery, relaxed, accepting. Feeling him stretch my ass. Feeling the length of his shaft sliding up and down. He stopped. Pulled out. No, put it back in!. I walked in there very much aware of my throbbing hardness. "Show me what you have in the bag."I opened my bag, and pulled out the lavender bra and matching panties with a high cut. She showed no expression but just motioned with her arms to continue. I pulled out the beige silk blouse and black skirt. Again no expression from Sue. I reached in and pulled the remaining items out of the bag: my heels with a 3" pump, dark pantyhose, and my long brown wig.Sue reached down, picked up the blouse,.