If I had, anything to say about tonight it would wind up with us in bed, or in the backseat of his car. Late in the afternoon I began getting ready, s...ower, shaving all the right places. I put on my makeup, painted nails, perfume, a very short silver halter dress, glued on boobies, which I had just gotten in the mail the day before, royal blue g-string panties, black stay up stockings, and of course, the black stiletto heels with four inch spikes and ankle straps I'd bought at Johnny's store.. Feeling a little guilty even as I took one last sniff, I leaned down and did my best to place them exactly where they were before. When I stood up and my eyes fell on myself in the mirror, her words about lack of self-control washed back over me. ‘No matter how quietly you sneak up on a mirror, you always find yourself staring right back at you,’ I quoted a movie in a soft breath to myself. ‘Windows to the soul.’ ‘Hey? Have you fallen in or something?’ She tapped on the door. ‘I need my cell. "Then, in whispers, he told her of his dating experience and his vow to try to find a true virgin. When he was contacted by Simon Anthony who was desperate for money, he acted. "But, my darling wife, you've proven to be so far beyond my wildest dreams, I just didn't know what to do."Then he looked very solemn as he said, "By the way, do you remember when we went to the museum with that atrocious gay exhibit? I said you were signatory on my accounts. You were. And you still are. Only now, my. You lean back in the chair and pat your lap as an invitation to sit. I climb up from the couch and walk over and sit, swinging my legs over the arm of the chair and burry my face into your strong muscular chest. I feel your hands start to explore my legs and thighs and I let out a little giggle. Your hand then travels further up and gives a gentle squeeze to my ass. As a little moan quietly escapes, you catch my eye and bring your lips to mine. A sweet little kiss on the lips soon turns into a.