He thought that she was a wealthy tourist. Someone like him, someone from out of town. He had only meant it as a one night stand with a woman he would...never see again. She felt bittersweet, but would not let it ruin the moment for her. She would not tell him the truth, that she was below his station, that she was a ‘townie.’ She would not ruin there one perfect night by trying to make it more than it was. ‘Yes very far.’ You’ll never know how far apart our worlds really are, she thought to. She wasn’t sure if it was excitement anymore or nervousness. She’d never cheated on her husband before, not to this extent anyway and this was planned out and kept very secret on both their parts. He’d finished filling his pipe and sparked it and took a deep hit and offered it to her. She was about to say no thanks, but at the last moment she changed her mind and took a hit too. She didn’t really feel anything when she exhaled. She took another very deep hit, probably deeper than she’d. And if it turns out to be a bad experience, we’ll leave and I’ll never ask you to go out of the house as ‘Jenny’ ever again.” I sighed. “Okay.” I knew when to throw in the towel. Michelle was giddy with excitement. “Really?” “Yes. But if it gets to be really uncomfortable, then we are out of there! Agreed?” “No problem. Scouts honor,” she said, raising her fingers in the air. “Okay then.” She got up and came around the table to settle on my lap. “I can’t believe we’re going to do this!” “I. I saw him turn and stare at me. The hook was in the mouth. So I dropped my wallet, stopped and bending mostly from the waist, I bent down to pick up it from the floor. I could feel the skirt ride up high on my ass cheeks and then I knew I was showing him my garter covered ass and the tops of my stockings. I risked a quick glance and saw him staring at me. He was taking the bait. As I started to stand, I dropped a card out of her purse and had to turn around to get it. This time, I assumed a.