“Go ahead get all dressed up like the little dirty slut you want to be” she instructed him. He removed all his clothing and stared at the sexy ite...s laid out before him in amazement. Slowly he put on each item as he transformed into Sarah’s dirty little bitch boi. “Put on the shoes too and model you outfit for me my little bitch” she said in a condescending tone. As Larry tried to walk in the four inch heels across the bedroom carpet he was very wobbly and Sarah laughed a wicked laugh and said. I also made sure my moaning and heavy breaths went right into the phone. I wanted her to know that her promiscuity turned me on and I told her often how hot and sexy she was. I told her how perfect I thought she was for embracing her sexuality and as she listened I heaved out, “Oh god Aim.” I left off the “I am cumming” part, but she knew I was. A week or so, after we started fucking, Aim totally embraced how much her slut stories turned me on. She was open to me probing for lurid details. I can see in their eyes the love, the admiration, and most importantly, I can see how each looks at the other. I watch and wait, wondering now as she sits watching a movie with him and she again stares off lost in her thoughts what they are. I trace the delicate line of her cheek as time seems to stand still. Closing my eyes I lose myself to my own imagination of how soft and warm her skin is to the touch. I think back over my life and dream for just a moment of a life with someone that loves. Her slender hand moved a stray curl from her cheek as she spoke.“Do you remember Ken Halderwell?” she asked rhetorically. “Well we have arranged to meet tonight and then perhaps go to the theatre. Who knows what will be happening after that, though I think that the fact that he has booked a room at the Savoy may well mean that I won’t be back until tomorrow.”I tried to speak but only a whimper issued from my lips.“Oh, darling, are you hungry or thirsty?” she asked in a mock concerned tone..