Any discussion we were going to have, at this stage, of such topics was going to be initiated by, and pursued only at the behest of, Ms. Alice Winslow... Hospital Executive.I didn't actively steer the conversation away from such spicy things. I simply didn't push. Eventually, Alice dropped the subject of groupies and our traveling schedule and just asked me to compare my experience in Baltimore with my years with the Astros."Both experiences have been first-rate," I told her. "Houston is a great. Then I rolled over condom on my dick as she was getting out of control for doors to heaven. Then after that I took her under me and started teasing her by my dick rubbing on her pussy and she started begging me to fuck her and I started to insert and she was going insane and started to moan like ‘oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh mmymmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh’ and I was holding her by both her hands above her head licking her nipples and fucking her nicely to deepest part and to. Angie said that shedid not want to let it get carried away and that shehad never had sex with anyone but her husband, Mike.Karen said they would just party for a while and sendthe guys home with a hard-ons — even though my wifehad no intention of letting that happen, she would fuckthem both if she had too. When they got to the suite I was there and had shotspoured for everyone to help break the ice with theguys. I figured they would back off when they saw meand I did not want that to. I’d never seen her wear it. I took it from the hanger and let the soft, flowing fabric sift through my fingers.The hair on the back of my neck stood up and my heart flew into my throat. I had worn pairs of her panties before, but that was about pleasure, about getting off and having something, anything of a woman’s nearby. But I couldn’t wear a skirt. Could I? I wanted to. Why did I want to?My eyes flickered to the corner, where a pile of old clothes had fallen forgotten behind the hanging.