"You're not paying attention. Whatam I wearing with my garter belt?" Stockings... stockings and matching panties."Valerie slipped her fingertips into...the waist band of her panties anddown into her soft mound. And she traced one finger down to the insideof her thigh. "Look carefully. See, I'm wearing my panties over mygarter belt. That way, I can take them off..." she said with a huskychuckle. "... whenever I want to."Frankie nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes, I see that now." Frankie was. He thought he detected a sultry undertone when she spoke again. "Enough for dinner?"Impure thoughts raced through his mind at her suggestion. The tone of her voice hinted at something a little more ... private ... than he had anticipated. Still, the thought of having a date with the young woman was very enticing. He took a deep breath. "And then some." I'll hold you to that," the girl replied, her flirtatiousness suddenly a little hesitant."Let me call you in a few days," Gabe said, not really. Can you imagine that?’ ‘As if it was happening right now,’ Clara moaned, a suggestive smile creeping onto her lips. ‘Good. Now think about this.’ In one motion, Amy shoved a handful of snow into Clara’s hot, slick pussy, feeling the immediate snowmelt run down her fingers as it mixed with the warm pussy juices inside. Clara shouted, ‘Fuck!’ as soon as the icy substance made contact with her cunt. She snapped her eyes open and saw Amy, now fully naked, with one hand snaking up into her juicy. We finished packing the bag with some normal evening clothes and toiletries, with hubby smiling as he packed a camera, then headed off in the car to check into the hotel for my new life as a slut hot wife.We arrived at the Hotel after a short journey where the conversation was laced with innuendos and teasing. Steve parked the car on the first floor of the car park and we entered the reception area. There were two young woman tending to the reception with what looked like a manager hovering.