I rejected Sabrina's suggestion that we hire strippers.Either no one had heard about the blowup Friday night or everyone was able to successfully pret...nd they knew nothing because the atmosphere was festive and anticipatory. I began to believe it myself, which made it easy for me to play my role.Sandy was having a great time listening to all the stories and the good-natured denigration of men. With her hair and makeup done she looked captivating. She was going to have no end of men chasing. Briggs wanted it this way and sat down on the middle chair after fitting my new panties and pulled the nylons on. The last piece of this costume was a pair of black stilettos with very high spiked heels. The heels were almost to the point of being sharp, and made of black-dyed ivory. I stood at the mirror and nervously studied my appearance. I took a long shaky breath of air and approached that far dark door to what awaited me. I walked out of the bathroom and into a hallway. The floor was made. ”“Be that as it may,” Azami said, “Why would you think this was a good idea?”“Have you even checked on the thread, or are you just reacting to the decision itself?”“Oh, I checked it.”“And?”“Four hundred years of temporal chaos in the Mediterranean.”“…Awesome.”“Not sure I’d call it awesome, but she’s not entirely wrong,” Azami offered, “We’re still here.”That was it. There was no further conversation on the subject. They cleaned up, dressed, and went home in total silence. Once they were home. “Not yet my love, not yet. I need you to wait. Please do that for me,” Ricky said. I sucked him harder. He arched his back and withdrew from my mouth, sending spunk all over me. “God Ricky. I am ready.” He nibbled my ear and said, “No, I said not yet.” Ricky reached over to get another strawberry and some champagne. Then he laid me back, parted my legs and traced the strawberry across my body again until he reached my throbbing, pulsing, ready to cum pussy. He circled my clit with it then.