He pulled the scrap of fabric away before slicing her skirt off in one neat cut. "You better not move now, this knife is quite sharp and I'd hate to c...t you, at least accidentally," Gino said with a chuckle.Lilah felt the cold steel on her flesh as he slid the knife between the shoulder strap and her skin before yanking it away with a pop as the elastic parted, and again on the other side and both sides of her panties. He tossed the remains of her lingerie in a pile with her shirt and skirt,. She began tracing a line from her lips down the front of her body over her left nipple drawing a straight line across to her right nipple. Her finger continued to trace a line down her right side with my eyes intensely following every twist and turn. When her finger reached the zipper of her skirt she looked up at me, her eyes asking if I wanted her to unzip the dress. Bobbing my head up and down like an idiot I tried to pull the door open in spite of the lock. My eyes went back to her finger. She was watching something on her computer when I entered, but she blanked her screen and picked up her phone to tell her secretary "No interruptions." You've been with us what, four years, Marvin?", she started. I corrected her, "Five next March, Lana." I knew the date well, it marked the point where I would finally be vested in the company pension plan. After bouncing through a series of jobs that didn't last more than three years, I was lucky to find a stable company where I could finally. I took the emerald necklace he gave me from the trunk, the only gift he has given me in recent years. I took a nice shower.I may be a housewife, but even though my husband prefers those little brunettes from porn movies, I'm not ugly. I'm blonde, I'm six feet tall. My breasts are very large, capable of filling the biggest hands, like those of my asshole husband. My waist is proportional to my butt, at least that's what they always tell me.That day I put on makeup. I put on red lipstick and let.