This has always been a secret. The way I make it happen is that I will go on PR/Sales trips for my company. I will stay in a nice hotel, take the big ...igs to dinner. When the business is done I will drive across town, book a room in a business class type hotel with a bar in it, put on a dress or skirt without panties and start my quest. I will go into the bar or club, I will get a coke but I will act very buzzed. I look for a man who is married, and not very good looking and as if he has not. If I were to ask her about those times and the kind of guys she's been with...well let's just say it would make me even more insecure than I already am. I also know how girls talk to each other and Rachel definitely knows about my shortcomings in the dick department, and she would make subtle comments when Stephanie was out of the room.Most of the week went by quickly. I buried myself in work and my wife called or texted me every night to tell me good night, and sent me lots of pictures of her. OK, it was a hallucination. Too much beer. Coffee. He needed black coffee. Heading for the kitchen, Scott caught his reflection in the dining room mirror and froze. What the Hell? His clothes had changed! What was he doing wearing a sports shirt and dress slacks on a weekend? And he looked a lot younger. Moving closer, he ran a hand over clean-shaven cheeks. There was some sort of makeup all over his face. And his hair was actually styled, like one of those movie stars.A scattering of gray. The dance floor was sorta full so nobody really noticed what was going on. She did that continuously till Andre placed her head on Lisa’s shoulder. She was getting aroused. Lisa felt Andres panties and they were getting wet. She smiled to herself. She started rubbing her clit through her panties slowly then Andre started breathing heavily. Lisa quickened the pace and started moving faster till Lisa dug her nails into her skin and bit her shoulder and almost fell to the floor then she stopped..