She opened her eyes and looked into Bob's. He was on his side with his head propped on his right arm while he stroked her boob with his left. "You're ...ncredibly beautiful, Jill," he said softly.Even though she wasn't fully awake yet and her eyes weren't fully opened she murmured, "You have your taste in your feet. I'm a mess!"She reached up with her left hand and felt her hair. It was still wet from her sweat and was in random curls. She smiled wryly. As she did, his head lowered to hers and he. If it’s an evening occasion then some slutty underwear covered by a tight revealing dress will be the order of the day. I adore when the dress is so tight that my garter straps can be seen pushing against the tight material. All of my husbands friends have all tried it on with me at one time or another. Rubbing their hands up and down my skin-tight dresses, feeling the bumps of my garters and on a few occasions the odd finger has gone astray and given my shaved pussy a little tickle. Hubby. There were just a handful of men inside and lots of nice looking girls who were wearing as little as possible. A bored looking girl was dancing alone on the small dance floor, occasionally using the dance pole. I took a seat at the bar and ordered a beer. Surprisingly the beer was just a dollar above regular price. Within minutes two nice girls approached me. Having no trouble talking to strangers, I soon found myself in a lovely conversation. The girls wanted to know where my accent came from. “So what now?” he asked cheerfully.“Well, I have a few weekend projects I need to take care of,” she replied.“Work stuff or anything I can help with? I’ve got a great new tool belt to use,” he responded with a sheepish grin. The image of him shirtless, roughed-up jeans and the tool belt crept into her mind.“Well, unless you want to clean my bathroom and do my laundry?”“Hmmm… I’ll pass unless you have any sexy unmentionables you need washing.”At that, she laughed and gave him a quick kiss on the.