He drove us to a Sheraton in a city fifty miles from home. I walked intothe restaurant and was aware of the heads turning in my direction as Ipranced ...o our table. The headwaiter held my hand up to his lips andkissed it. I sat down and felt a silence in the room. I think that peoplemistook me for a model. Several waiters came to attend to us every fewminutes. I honestly loved the attention. They all treated me like abeautiful woman. Every time I moved, the dress hugged my bottom,stretched along. It is not spoken, but we can seeit in each other eyes."Fyodor! This is great!" Alf was happy to see me and really appreciatedall the food."Oh! I didn't know your wife is also a good cook!" Lena attacked me fromthe spot."A good wife has to know how to cook." I returned trying to suggest thatLena is sure not able to be a good wife."Don't fight girls!" said Alf with a laugh and left to his room.Lena showed me her long pierced tongue and sat across the table. I broughtrest of the food from the. Meanwhile the rain was still pouring down in sheets. It was hard to see too far down the road. Should she stay and sleep in the car till morning? No, she decided to call me her sister's ex-husband, Her sister and I have been divorced for six years. I sent a tow truck to bring her car to a garage in Dallas and sent my limo to pick her up.Amber ran for the front door, while I admired her sweet young titties bounce up and down as she ran towards me.. I put a hand on my hardening cock and smiled a. "Hey, what's going on?" I asked a lookie lou. "There's a movie filning over at Donatella's." he said. "Really?" I asked. "Yep and check out whose there!" he said holding up his phone. He zoomed the photo to show a very attractive blonde entering the restaurant surrounded by bodyguards. "Is that...?" "Scarlett Johansson, you bet!" "Wow Scar Jo in our rinky dink town!" I still remember the first movie I saw Scarlett Johansson in, it was a campy film called "Eight Legged Freaks". She played the.