It had been Missy’s perfect young body, her soft curves, her smoothly shaved pussy.“Fine, I’ll sleep on the couch, then, downstairs,” I bit ba...k.I grabbed my pillow and left Kate to her vitriol.What had I been thinking, souring my good evening by returning to my bedroom and my wife? The only thing that endeavor had ended up doing for me was give me a helluva scare and another erection, that I now had to deal with.God, I just couldn’t stop picturing it in my head, her innocent vulnerability as. The twin doors let out a ghastly creaking as they were pried apart; behind them I could see a few dozen things which were not coats fixed awkwardly upon coat hangers, and beneath them an embarrassing heap of things which could not be held up with the hangers. My natural indecisive inertia was overcome by a real sense of urgency, so that I took the first outfit I touched; it was a blue PVC Maid uniform with pleats in a few places and an overall fetishised look; and along with it, I decided to. Short and curvy, she appeared to be in her mid to late thirties, about the same age as Gloria."Hello, Jack. I'm Tricia." She had a pleasant contralto voice, and wore a flower print sundress that showed a lot of cleavage, as well as a deep tan."Please come in. I've been expecting you." I gave her my best smile as I showed her in. "Would you care for a glass of wine, perhaps something a bit stronger?" White wine if you have it. Anything stronger, and I'd be out like a light, and we don't want. " only the best for my date" he replied. I blushed and giggled.The waiter came over and took our orders. Some where between appetizer and entree my hand end up on his thigh only an inch away from his semi hard penis. And some where between entree And dessert his hand ended up on my pussy. Laugh and talked neither one of us bringing up that fact I was rubbing his semi hard cock or the fact that he was playing with my clit. When it time to get ready to go he said " that enough fun for dinner." I.