One day I got up the nerve and I tried on one of her dresses, but didn't fit, so I wasn't happy with what I saw in the mirror. Consequently, I never ...id it again. Nevertheless, the fantasies still continued. My wife Linda is a very beautiful woman. In fact, one of the things that initially attracted me to her was projecting myself into her feminine image. I've never told her or anyone else about my fantasies for fear of losing everything. It's just something that I've experienced. Put it in me. I want it up me now”. He stepped backward and she dropped the thong to the floor, leaving it like a red stain on the faded carpet. “ Now I'm ready”. Stu moved quickly towards her, grabbing her round the waist and forcing himself between her thighs. They both groaned as he entered her, her groans increasing as he forced his way in. Her legs rose from the floor, trying to find a place round his waist, her hands suspending her body from his shoulders. They were moving. My wife and I had been talking the whole way to their house. I wasn’t sure I was up for this, but my wife kept reaching down to feel how hard my cock was. She said I could pull out at any time, but then that would be the end of our little secret and she would pull out too and just throw the strap-on away.I was torn. But she was right. This was, in so many ways, what I truly and deeply wanted. When we entered their house it was a beautiful place. Elegant furniture, all the latest stereo. Jen offered me ice cream which sounded great. I joined her to kitchen to get it while pouring us another glass of wine. Back to the room we went, putting our glasses down and sitting on the bed eating the ice cream. Looking at Jens legs in her pj's I decided to put some ice cream on her thigh and then gently kiss and suck it off. Naughty girl she said, I replied not yet, but soon I will be. I told her to lay down and I lifted her top. I put ice cream on her nipples, giving her a nipple stand,.