So she said no. Quickly not wanting to change the topic I said ok how does this sound if I lose I will have to be your personal slave for the weekend ...nd I would have to strip for her and worship her feet and do whatever she says for the entire weekend. And if she loses she has to just be my slave for the night and doesn't have to get naked. She reluctantly accepted. The game I decided to pick was 500 rummy I picked this game because I knew I would be able to lose without making it. "Trust me, I know when someone is a cocksucker," he said, his tone implying, I thought instantly, he thought I was a cocksucker. I instantly corrected him, "I'm not a cocksucker." "I never said you were," he shrugged, "you did." "I'm just saying I'm not," I reiterated confidently. "I'm sure you believe that," he said, again his tone implying he didn't buy it. "I'm not gay," I repeated, showing my hand with my wedding ring on it. "Suit and tie is married too," he countered. "Actually, the. "I know honey. It's ok. Go ahead and wear it."And for some reason, I asked her, "Would... do you want to see it onme?"I don't know what came over me. A sudden rush of adrenaline I suppose.Maybe it was confidence. Maybe it was crazy. Maybe I just wanted to beme. Kimberly was dying to escape."Sure!" she said. "Let me give you some time."GULP!!I guess there's no going back from here. She closes the door. Here Iam, standing in my room with my dress in my hands. Well, here goesnothing.She. This time, I managed to do it right, my skills driven by desire not practice. My foundation was light, since I no longer had a beard to cover, my eyeshadow muted in colors of green and gray. The eyeliner was a deep black both above and under each eye. My mascara just enough to give them body but not look cheap. On my cheeks I used a soft coral blusher, blending it with a small sponge. Then I went to my dresser and retrieved panties which I slipped on, then my peach bra, which was thin, and let.