It’s a large bed, easily the largest bed you’ve ever seen. The lights are very dim. You slowly sit up and look around. The room is huge, more squa...e footage than your house. There are marble columns, a small water fountain, and exotic plants all around the room. You can see light rippling on the ceiling from a pool or Jacuzzi on the far side of the room. You slide out of the bed, a little stiff, but otherwise feeling good. You are completely naked. You walk across the room, the cold marble. "Well they do make sexy guy underwear don't they?" He asked. "That would at least be better than making me squeeze into yours." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. The man that has worn the same style of boxer short since I've known him, was actually talking about wearing sexy undies for me. I had to keep the conversation going. "Of course they do, and all sorts of different styles.." I continued, "I think you'd look sexy in a nice thong." I lightly swung from his shoulders. "You wanna pick. I was able to chat with Kat over drinks and connected with her. As darkness fell, we coaxed the children out of water and into the house. A movie played in the family room. In the living room we continued our conversation. I was a little buzzed, and she caught me looking at her. Her nipples showed through her bikini top. I snuck glances at her belly button and the way her slinky hips rocked back and forth. I stared at the fabric of her swimsuit hugging her waist. I studied a birthmark on her. But he’d blown the plan for humiliation and brokenly confessed in tears to his master before being summarily removed from his career. George hadn’t even bothered to be angry with her, just completely blanked her and left for an extra long trip. Somehow that was worse. She knew why she hated him, hated his lack of ambition, that he could have had it all and settled. That he’d consigned her to the B list gossip girls and fucking two bit lawyers. She was the right photo-fit girl from the right.