It was something she had worn years ago when we first started dating. With a naughty smile, she showed me the thong she had on. It got me very excited...and she said she wore it turn me on. Even with this incredible dress on, I believed she would return home soon with some groceries for us. I was sitting with our two kids. We had very little in the fridge so we were waiting for her to have lunch. Minutes turned into hours. I knew she was up to something. I left many messages and texts on her. It was as weird as it gets and then that prompt in the back of my mind somewhat kept encouraging, be proud, be different, a commanding erection so huge.I quickly walked to the far end of the stanchions to start washing on the first cows and quietly passed Lilly as she focused on her cow. She didn’t even acknowledge me. Surprised I paused, looked at her, but just kept quiet and went on.I didn’t understand why Lilly ignored me but I was used to that kind of treatment so I minded my own business. She will take you into a room for your massage."Lauren looked up at me and said, "She's really beautiful. I didn't expect the girls in here to be so beautiful and sexy. The photos I saw were mostly regular looking girls and a bit over weight." Those girls are what they call 'fish-bowl'. They are the ones over there." I said and pointed to the area to our left where about 12 girls were seated or standing behind a glass barrier. "I asked the mama-san to give you a girl experienced in a. ‘I’ve got a half hour at the end of the day. I’ll see you at 4:30, okay?’ she said, presumptuously. ‘Okay,’ I responded, hesitantly, at her aggressive attitude. ‘Bye for now,’ Carolina trilled, waggling her fingers in the air as she left, walking with that toe-first catlike stride that made her hips and high butt swish softly, forward and back, like two velvet sofa pillows. She walks as if she’s fucking, I thought, lewdly. At exactly 4:30 she tapped on the door and glided in. Joe had left.