Having lived in the house for quite some time, she could picture where he was leading her. The stairs were next, him easing her down one step at a tim....The dining room was their destination, she realized, as she felt the cool, tile floor. The stranger sat her down in one of the wooden chairs, lifting her sheathed arms over the back.It was hard for Stephanie to hear much underneath her latex hood. She assumed that he was making breakfast for her. She could smell bacon cooking. It wasn't long. Long dark hair fell in contrived tangles to her shoulders, and her eyes,set wide above high cheekbones, matched its colour. Hollow cheeks led toa firm but gently pointed jaw and her nose, while still feminine, wasstrong, the nostrils slightly flared. When she smiled there was animplicit challenge that went well with the gentle, amused mocking of herdark gypsy eyes. It was a striking face, handsome, rather pretty, andsensual rather than beautiful. The look in her eyes was perhaps a littletoo. Joe brought back a couple of rum and coke for us and we drank. Joe still worried about me being a married woman asked if I was mad. I said of course not, it was fun and told him I liked his dick and hadn't felt that good in a long while. He asked if I had done that before and wouldn't my husband be mad. I told him no and I had called my husband while he was in the kitchen. I explained we've been swingers for some time and offered him to do me with my husband sometime. Joe was unsure of. ./but I had to get out of this shower. On wobbly legs, I dried off quickly and retreated to the bed. But just as I collapsed and reached for myself….there was a knock at the door. I looked at the clock and realized that Lixxii was either early, or she just couldn’t wait to get her hands on me….. I scramble from the bed and reach inside the bathroom for the big fluffy robe hanging there. As much as I have looked forward to this moment…it would be weird to be naked when I answer the door…what if.