"In fact, I think you should start with me. Now." You leave his side and clamber onto the bed. I reluctantly pull my mouth off his cock and give him a...look that says, "What are you waiting for?"He turns and we see you on hands and knees, ass and cunt wanton and on display for us. He looks down at me again and I give him my most encouraging smile. He quickly turns, aligns his slick cock with your cunt and enters you with one stroke. You curse in ecstasy. We’ve riled him up and he begins to fuck. .unsure what you are doing but knowing better than to look. I feel you kneel on the bed behind me, not touching me yet, just taking in the view. Finally, I feel your hands on my ass, squeezing, stroking and enjoying what is soon going to be yours. You take your hands away before spanking me...hard. I jump slightly but know better than to make any noise. You wrap your hand in my hair and pull me upright against you, pressing your hard cock against my ass as you bite my ear and tug on my hair,. .soft andlow, incessant and erotic, omg, omgHe continued, "You would be lovely in chiffon, and silk, and you mostcertainly have to wear stockings, maybe I have plans for you, see whatyou get from a seemingly harmless foray into the thrift shop."Then he suddenly stopped, fired up the car, and whisked us to a highrise apt building in the upper financial district, perhaps a residenceof his, but after the elevator ride I found myself standing in highheels, hands on a 25th story window, looking out. Christina always was a little demanding, taking a leadershiprole in our lovemaking. And every once in a while, she would surprise meby initiating something in a public space. "You're so cute when you areembarrassed," she explained.One day, we watched the movie Bull Durham together. I've always been abaseball fan. My wife enjoyed the comedy and romance story. We bothwere especially intrigued by the scene at the end, however, where themain character painted his lover's toenails in bed. .