I took my hand from her hair and ran it along her cheek and down to her full lips. She pouted her lips and let out a giggle. ‘That’s how this all ...tarted, you know?’ I said with a laugh. ‘Oh Michael, it started the first time that I saw you,’ she said, stretching up and giving me a big smooch with those beautiful, full lips. She overexaggerated the sound and it filled the quiet room as her smile widened. Marlene laughed and nestled her head back down into my chest. ‘OK, can I ask you something. Then something happen to me that really got me scared I began to feel wetness in my panties. ‘Aaron wait I’ve never done this before.’ I had to stop him I knew he wanted to go all the way I just didn’t know what to do. ‘Don’t worry I won’t hurt you I will show you what to do.’ I was so nervous but I like the way he made my body feel. Aaron grabbed my hand and we headed to my room. My mind was telling me no this is wrong. But my body was saying you want this. So you know which side won. Aaron. God, I hated those pants. Now I look at her and think to myself that she’s a beautiful woman. She likes the way that I look in a tuxedo. I’ll wear this tuxedo to look at her wearing that dress anytime. You see, we’re wearing these clothes for us and not to impress anyone,” Greg said.“I’ll admit that I was pleased by how my wife looked in her dress,” Jack admitted. He hadn’t thought about asking his wife to dress up for dinner. It was a novel idea and he decided that he would ask his wife to do. I, a jaundiced stripper, with plenty of men in my past, a girl who’d got very physical with the others girls for a bonus, was getting a little uncomfortable. This was much more along the lines of foreplay than a lap dance. He cupped my leg as he rolled down the stockings, touching ever inch of my gams. By the time the second one was off the song was over. I’d been naked in literally hundreds of laps before, but this time I was embarrassed. “You were definitely a wise pick.” “Thank you.” “You.