We agreed on a time to meet, and I was anxious to get home that evening to shower and dress before he arrived. I enjoy undressing in front of Mike, an... enjoy watching him undress also. One of the many things I love about Mike is that I’ve never seen his dick soft. He is always hard when he pulls it out, and he is always still hard, and almost always still dripping cum, when he dresses after our jack. I like to imagine that he’s always hard. He arrived right on time, as usual, and after a drink. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction; I do not condone any of the actions described in this story. All aspects related to real life persons or events is strictly incidental. Attempting the following Inc(e)stual Acts in real life is Ill(e)gal and Immoral… unless you wish to spend the rest of your life in prison becoming Bubba’s Bitch, I strongly suggest you simply enjoy my story for its artistic and erotic qualities, and enjoy your freedom.Comments and feedback are always appreciated.---------. Planting myself down so I could the stairwell, just waiting for Doug to walk down. ‘We were enjoying one another’s company. Thank you very much!’ ‘I am sure you were. I was ‘there’ after all!’ Stacey actually blushed a little. The little cum kitten was embarrassed that I mentioned it after she actually did it. I sat on the couch and smiled back to her. She looked hot and I found myself thinking of her in terms of sex. No bra, short T-shirt and no evidence of panties. I was thinking of her pussy. Or hadn't you noticed" Mrs. P, you are far from an old lady... old is up here... in the head" he said, tapping his head."Where's that fashion magazine of yours... I'll show you what you should be wearing"I sorted through the old magazines, found the fashion one and handed it to him."Here this one here... this is what you should be wearing" Don't be ridiculous" I replied after viewing the skirts and dresses he had suggested. But he was adamant. I must admit the dresses did look good, the only.