She clucked her tongue at him and nodded; he needed no other encouragement and approached the woman as she sat on the settee.She stroked his head and ...ickled him behind his ears. The pleasure of her fingers was sending him into deliriums. It was a particular favourite of his to be fondled around his ears and took him back to his puppy days. Her fingers traced the muscles in his neck, kneading the fur of his hackles and causing shivers of pleasure to travel up and down his spine. This lady knew. I said I was fine, she then came out of the hall way wearing just a teddy! She complained about not having enough time in the day to even get ready. Then she walk out of the kitchen, told me to have a seat on the couch, she sat across from me, she sipped from her coffee cup, and I couldn't help but notice that she really was just wearing a teddy, nothing else, and it wasn't very long, I couldn't stop staring at her privates, with suttle little movements I cept getting a glimps. As she crossed. She glanced at his wives and it was clear from the looks they were giving her that they knew she had returned because of Scott himself. She could feel her cheeks burn, but was comforted that the girls appeared to be happy for her to be here.Plans were well underway for the St Andrew's Day celebration. Scott could tell his wives were planning another of their little plays, as they kept disappearing together. He wondered what the theme would be this year. Other entertainment was also being. I know she has had sex, as she knows I have, she being the product of just such an event.It was nearly forty minutes before I served dinner. I lit the candles and proposed a toast.'To better days to come...' I said as we touched glasses.'To better days to come...' She echoed.After dinned we sat on the couch. She sat next to me. 'Did you mean that?' She asked as she cuddled up beside me, her legs pulled up.'Did I mean what?' I asked.'You said last night that I was beautiful and sexy.''Yes you.