Being locked in a car alone all day, it’s all I can think about. “ Ok, I had to take this further. “Tell me one of your fantasies.” I tried to...say without my voice going up an octave in anticipation. “I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours” she bargained. “Sold. You go first.” I blurted out. Jenny then told me how she thought about rubbing a dick through her partner’s jeans until it became rock hard. Slowly she would pull down the zipper and slide her hand into the jeans and lightly hold that. “I didn’t feel anything. I was asleep. But it felt weird waking up like that.”Then she looked at me curiously and ran a finger over my exposed ribs. “You always sleep in just your boxer shorts. Doesn’t that feel weird?”I looked at her and shook my head. “I’ve been sleeping like this for a long, long time. I’m used to it now. I would probably feel weird if I tried to sleep in pyjamas.”Bonny said “Huh,” as she tried to assimilate that.At that moment, Estelle wandered into the room in her nightie. “When you wear those boxer briefs, you don’t have to trim your pubes short or shave them off, since both will make you itch. These pants are already form-fitting and padded in the crotch. You didn’t need to get two sizes too small to get the look you wanted. Every woman here must show off what she has, professionally, without making it obvious. It is what these people expect,” I told her as we worked her into the right sized pants.The uniform pants were an interesting design. Somehow, they were. She has just descended the stairs, wearing her 'little black dress' that ends about three inches above her knees and her five inch CFM heels. My God, how I love that woman. I immediately hardened, and I had just spent almost two hours fucking Cathy ragged. I kiss my love and say, "I'll be right back, unless you want to stay in and make love all night long." No, Rob, I want to go dancing tonight. We can leave a little early, come back here and make love all night and again in the morning, but I.