" What?" The woman seemed shocked. "But it has to be a dress. I was toldit has to be a dress...I'm sixty, it can't be girly..."Fred turned to the sale...lady. "You are the professional here. Athleticstyle dress in shades of steel-blue and silver. May I try my tees onnow?"Fred tried his selection and went to pay for two that suited best. He hadto wait because the saleslady was with the woman looking for anotherdress. They found something at last, and the woman went to change. Thesaleslady came to. How was this possible. How could these women, who looked like they were spilling out of that Anime convention held in Seattle around Easter, attack us? I had warded this place to keep anyone wanting to do harm from approaching.“Steve!” my wife gasped, her voice full of fear.“Sir, sir, the tunnel,” Imogene said. My secretary, pulling off one of her hoop earrings, rushed up to me. She threw her earring to the side as she grabbed me. “We have to get out of here.”“Tunnel...” I said, my mind reeling. ." he muffled behind his napkin that dabbed at his mustache.A grating twinge immediately gnawed at the young wife's belly at her husband's demand. Okay, lover man, she mocked under her breath. He'd been that the night before, all right. As usual, he'd driven her almost to the peak of the mountain, then left her there to get over the top by herself, or slide back down, whichever she preferred. He'd been too tired to know how she'd managed it, but she had and by stealing a few minutes in the. Then I feel her fingers mover back and forth between my wet pussy and my asshole. Preparing me. With every touch, I become wetter. As I am finding pleasure in her touch, I don’t notice she grabs one of her favorite toys. I am too consumed. Suddenly, I feel pressure in my asshole and I let out a gasp. She covers my mouth to suffocate the screams as she rams her dildo in and out of me. Laughing she says, “Don’t be too loud my pet, you don’t want to disturb the neighbors now do you?” I feel her.