She asked me to wear some very tight short-shorts and nothing else to bed, with me protesting at first. I am, in real life, very conscious and ashamed...of my legs...they are long, very skinny, and covered with a never-ending jungle of hair (I now shave them smooth)...yet I did what she demanded and put the shorts on. I kept my shirt on though. I was embarrassed as she eyed my legs and licked her hungry lips in ecstacy. She wanted to get in bed with me, but I protested. "We're just here on. .. and given him my ass for the first time.I smiled wickedly, "Oh, I'm going to make your darkest fantasy come true."He was still oblivious to my true intent as he countered, "You already did that last year." That was just the beginning," I countered, giving his cock one more squeeze, before adding, "now hurry home, I want to fuck you... hard." I was hinting like crazy; he always fucked me, not the other way around, but my darling husband was clueless. I could hardly wait!"O-o-okay," he nodded,. The sign over the door simply said, “Two Bits” per hour. I didn’t think the “hour” reference was realistic because in the hustle and bustle of the times, it only took a few short minutes to consummate a sexual relationship of the illicit kind.I admit I probably looked at the tableau a bit longer than necessary, but I was interested in the fact that the variety of females was interesting from a purely scientific point of view.I saw China Dolls, a couple of dark-skinned country girls from the. ” “Oh.” Neither of us moved for a while, and the silence got really uncomfortable. Eventually, I said, “Are you okay?” Minda hesitated, then nodded. “I didn’t mean to freak you out,” she said. After a moment, I said, “You didn’t freak me out.” Finally – finally – she looked up at me, the beginnings of a smirk on her lips. “You just about cracked your head on the wall when the phone rang.” I felt my cheeks heat up. “Yeah, well, you didn’t act so calm and collected.