He gently put his arm around me and said all of the right things. After a while I had got back some composure, I hadn’t had a good cry for ages! I a...tually wanted to be held by his strong arms, I was feeling small and I wanted to be wanted. He was playing the part of the perfect gentleman, the bastard. I wanted to be taken advantage of… men, I thought, will they never understand! Steve put an arm around me again and began to speak in soothing low whispers in my ear. Feeling washed out after my. With a little enthusiasm she used her hands to open her legs in a sexy motion. Full Stocking lingerie with an old-style panty that taughtly covered her round maturing mound. I could see she was plump, and skin that looked like cream milk.. classically as pale as her stockings. Like a dirty episode of Mad Men right there in front of me. She motioned for me to come closer, glancing at her husband his face was beaming. Beaming. He waved me toward her like ushering someone to their seat at a. Tall and slim and always alone, she fascinates you.You order some binoculars on Amazon. Now you can study 'her' in detail.Little by little, in your imagination, a relationship begins to form.Then one evening, just before she closes her curtains, she seems to be looking directly at you. Your heart misses a beat, and you blush beetroot red.As her curtains close, she raises a pair of binoculars to her own eyes and smiles at you, no-one else, only YOU.Now you can't sleep. All you can think about is. Geez I look great!I should have got a pair of these for myself a long time ago.I go out to the dining room, the long dining table is set with one placeat the head of the table (my place of honour, says Jamie) and one to theleft of that on the kitchen side of the table. The lights are turned downand the candles on the table are lit. It's the same every time I havedinner here.One night I'll beat him to setting the table, extend the table evenlonger so it seats 12 instead of the current eight and.