Jill's voice is higher-pitched than Allie's, but still, they both sound like men if they talk too much.After lunch, they head back to Penney's, where ...he designer jeans are still on sale. Allie forces Carla to let her buy two pairs for her like Jill bought for Rosy. They go to a shoe store where Jill and Allie each buy two more pairs of different colored pumps to go with the blouses they got last week.Rosy talks them each into getting a couple of pair of knee-high, over-the-knee, and thigh-high. I work out regularly and have very nice B cup titties with "perfect" nipples as my husband says. After several months of talking about fantasies and getting "psyched up" to finally try to fulfill some of them, we posted an ad on the internet looking to meet an attractive, muscular, black man to meet us at a club. The posting basically said this:"Slutty white wife seeks muscular black man to make her feel naughty in front of husband. This is for fantasy fulfillment only and not sex."All we. ~o~ Paul grumbled and barely suppressed the urge to hurl his phone across the room. Why the fuck wouldn’t she answer her phone?! When he got his hands on her, he was going to kill her! The corner of his mouth twisted into a grin and he snorted. Well, killing her was the whole point, wasn’t it? The door swung open and he casually followed the newcomer into the semi-private snook in the corner of the pub. The man didn’t say a word, and Paul had learned that he wasn’t one for small talk. The man. I feel your toe rub up inside my pant leg as you coyly nibble and tongue the end of your banana. We leave the restaurant and return to the lobby. We decided earlier to forgo the theater so that we could spend more time alone with each other. You left the arrangements up to me. So far I wasn't doing too bad, "for an old fart" you say with a grin. We walk outside and the normally "windy city" is quite calm. It seems there was a thundershower while we were having our dinner, (somehow even sitting.