He recognized me from earlier in the day and asked how I was doing. He told me that he was almost broke, but was hoping his luck would turn around wit... what he had left. I told him that I was in the same boat and just taking a break before hitting the slots again. He asked me if he might buy me a drink and I agreed saying that I could use the company. After a drink or two I learned that he was from out-of-town and had checked into the hotel for the evening and would be leaving in the morning.. Rented a nice apartment, furnished it, fucked like condemnedbunnies. A man with empty balls is a happy man.But then it happened. Nine months after we met - three months into ourmarriage - Margie stopped wearing stockings!!?!?!?!She knew I was burning with lust for her stockinged legs, white-thighsand the sopping, hairy pussy between them.But she just stopped.I begged her to wear her stockings again.She refused. Something about too much bother. What effing bother?Something about none of her. I guess that is the dignified way to pronounce Jack.Mama-Lillian didn’t want to push too hard as Little Sandy had been proposed to several times an’ she was getting on towards twenty-three. She had even had the unfortunate experience of being left at the altar. (That wedding had been arranged by, you know who.)Well I braved mama-Lillian an’ Sandy and I got married. It t’were worth it ‘cause Sandy was mature and ripe at twenty-three and you all know how sweet it is when you pick somethin’ that. ”“Cools. Name is John.”“Im David.”“Well David, I was just about to tell Kim here that shes invited to a party we are having tonight. Your welcome too, but it seems cat’s got her tongue.”I didn’t hesistate and interrupted them. “We’ll be there.”And that was that. He turned to me as he was walking down the stairs and said, “its beach attire, so make sure to bring that sexy black suit.” I didn’t have a chance to say anything. He was already gone.“Damn girl, your just letting those puppies out for.