She said what is that? I said when I was young I liked seeing pictures of women in sexy underwear. Like I said she never makes fun of me. She said do...snt a naked woman do that too? I said yes but garter belts stockings and pushup bras do it best. And even the pictures in the Sears catalog of women wearing all in one long leg body shapers did it too. We spent the rest of the night just chatting. The next day was Friday and when I came home from work my wife met me as always with a kiss. She. ”“What now?” I asked.“Dinner I guess, then I have an assignment to work on.” she announced.“Not going out?” I queried.“No point really,” she explained, “I go out to get laid but I’ve been laid so it’s a bit pointless really.” She paused. “What are you going to do?”“Stay in I guess,” I agreed, “There’s not much point going out.”“Tomorrow you can take me down town to show off the new jewellery you’re going to buy me,” she ventured.“I suppose so,” I agreed.“I was joking,” she added, “Lets face it. I did not flinch or move, and when the tide had passed over me, he walked me to a small alcove, where he wordlessly moved my back to the wall, and standing in front of me, pressed his body into me as me stared into my eyes. Watching my expression with no emotion he ran his hand up my dress and moved it into the hot wetness that I had just created alone. He slid 2 fingers into my trembling cunt and pressed the heel of his hand into my clit. Watching me, expressionless, he manipulated me to. ” He couldn’t help but smile as he looked up at his love. “Easy to see how you two get along.”“Ah oui. Birds of a feather.” She leaned down, and kissed him proper, lips to lips. And of course, she didn’t close her eyes when she did, keeping them open a crack, until he eventually closed his. “If it is not her sexuality that has frazzled you, what has? It seemed as if you knew something, something I do not.”He could keep it a secret. Antoinette wouldn’t even hold it against him if he did, not.