As our drinks came I turned toward my husband and let my dress rise a little.....and parted my legs wider…He stared again at my exposed wet labia an... smiled to me.I smiled back and told him it was going to be a good night. The group of men was behind me. I told Victor I had to use the ladies room and got up without my jacket, passing close to those men. As I came back, even in the dim light the men glanced my way and I could see they were staring at my hard visible nipples.I told Victor to. Back in the room, I sat down and read a Kindle book on my phone.At about eight PM, the door opened, and Jo walked in. I carefully stood, and she came over to me. “Gil, you should be resting.”“I have been, I promise. How were your flights?”“I worried about how you were doing the whole way. Otherwise, it was a nice day.”I sat back down. “You didn’t have to worry about me.”“But I do. I need to get changed into something more comfortable.” She stood, found whatever clothing she needed from her. .", we continue on.I joke with her and ask, "So, are you dating me because I'm not threatning? are you a lesbo Katie?", I giggle and continue to walk with herShe suddenly stops, her face is red... "Don't be an asshole Allen, first of all lesbians arn't "lesbos", and secondly, DO NOT ask your date if she's gay! are you an idiot!?", I hit a nerve, she seems very worked up..."Oh...ummm.... Sorry Katie, I just... i was just kidding. You know, I'm a bit nervious. I've honsetly wanted to date you. Although I'm facing the mirror, I'm keeping my eyes focused into a spotsomewhere in the distance, above me. There is no way that she hasn'tnoticed I'm wearing white nylon stockings, she is even touching themregularly as she is folding up the pants around my legs. When I pluck upthe courage to finally look in the mirror, I see that my garter tabs makevery noticeable bumps in the front of my pant legs. I guess that the samegoes for the back side, too.She's soon finished. She marks the length with.