Then one day the owners wife showed up. A tall thin woman, white hair, small tits, in her mid sixties. She had a nice shape to her body and as all the...women in that office, dressed very business sexy. The whole day everybody scrambled around at every word Connie said. "We will work a little late ladies, Lets order some dinner so we can get this done." Connie ordered a really nice dinner with wine and we all ate. We finished an hour after that. everybody was leaving when Connie said to me "I. ’ Sir Glen’s voice was calm and steady as Taylor continued about as he had ordered her. His last free companion in the conclave was nearly perfect and Sir Glen took great pride in that fact. Here inside, it was peaceful, though outside buckets of rain fell pierced by a tempered lightening bolt and the grumbling of thunder. A servant came from the shadows to his side. ‘Forgive me Sir Glen, there is a messenger at the door for you, asking you by name.’ Sir Glen waved his hand and then leaned. When I inquired just what I was expected to wear that evening, he said an outfit had been placed in my room awaiting me. Since the small party was to begin in less than an hour, I was urged to go and get properly dressed.When I walked into the bedroom of my suite, I was more than a little shocked at the outfit I saw neatly lying on the bed. There in front of me were clothes worn by a nun and a letter of instructions. I smiled as I read that I was to wear only the black garter and nylons under. I was usually the top, but sometimes the bottom and that wasn’t so bad, either. I didn’t fuck anyone from the opposing team, though, for fear that someone would leak it in some misguided fan thing to embarrass the Falcons. People weren’t quite as open-minded back then,” Doug Randall admitted, while stroking his wife’s pussy.“And I think that I should cut back before the drinking turns into alcoholism or something. No more than three beers or shots or glasses of wine. I’m just gonna have to.