As usual Mistress Dena stalked the stage. Tonight she was wearinga tight black latexknee length shirt, with black and white latex bra, knee high boots...and blacklatex gloveswith her ever present riding crop in her hand!Zoya returned to her role as the host. Zoya asked, "MistressDena, could you please tellDaniel and our audience what you plan to do with his wife."Mistress Dena's responded in an evil tone,"Well tonight is going to be different from other nights, as Kirsten's dark secretis one. I always hoped to see you and, finally, I have.’The ‘you’re beautiful’ compliment then came out a few times and somehow we found out we had a common ground in wine. We have a love for and prefer the finer pour — nothing cheap. So we two wine snobs talked about that in depth and he mentioned his collection. I was totally jealous. ‘Maybe next time you see me,’ I said, ‘you might invite me over for a glass.’‘Absolutely,’ he said, adding that he had a rare bottle of my favorite Barolo and would. He looked at her with incredulity, grunting with approval.Por dios! He couldn't wait any longer. His control was over the edge. He needed to posses her with an urgency he hadn't felt in a long time.As he stood in attention at her entrance, he looked at her. She was more than ready. Her eyes were languid with desire for him, her soft lips were swollen and thoroughly ravished, her pink tongue darting over them subconsciously beckoning him to bury his tongue again in her mouth. She made helpless. I explained what it was that we were intending, and why I was there. Seemingly stunned, but very much in control, he had very little expression. He suggested he would like to meet my wife first. I suggested My wife was extremely apprehensive, and I wanted to run in advance to warn her I had found someone. He told me which room he was in, and suggested to give him about an hour to prepare, when he would come knocking. My wife was both concerned and elated about the news, and insisted on lots of.