His cock stirred in his pants making a tent showing his excitement, as she stood in the doorway smiling at his obvious approval.Mary had on the pretty...red dress she had just bought before the trip. The front was cut very low showing off her ample breasts and the small tattoo on the inside of her deep cleavage. She obviously did not wear a bra, her nipples sticking out through the soft fabric at attention. The hem was very short, much shorter than any other dress she had worn so far in Vegas.. He asks about the night at the Kennedy Center and going to the Ritz.“It was just like you said. I don’t think he thought anything about me wearing a low-cut outfit since I’ve done that plenty of times before. But he was surprised when I suggested we stop for a drink. I’m glad you gave me that suggestion. I don’t think he would have brought it up.”“I told you I know him. Tell me more. Give me some details.”She tells how she projected her availability and flirted with him in front of Mike. Then. “I need to catch my breath” he stated calmly. After a minute or two he looked at me sheepishly, “I’m sorry”. He wouldn’t make eye contact. I figured he’d had just enough time to reflect on the situation and realized how far he’d gone and was worried.“It’s okay James. I mean, it’s not okay but I understand. You’re hurt and tried to hurt me back the way you knew how but you need to be careful. That shit will get you put in jail.”James nodded sheepishly.“Now why don’t we get in the back?” I. That, alongwith occasional terms of chastity I was always concerned about the opendressing rooms and showers. I did stay in shape by skiing, playing golf(walking the courses) and swimming a lot at our friend Janet's pool. Janetwas our next door neighbor and one would think a "hot wife milf", but wasreally an older lesbian who often used my help in maintaining the pool.So, I returned form a 4 day golf adventure upstate on a late August day.As much as I enjoyed the trip it would be nice to.