At some stageI would be wearing panties bras stocking full time and nighties to bed.It would start slowly as you want but I will push you to full time...I would list every item of clothing I owned lay it out photograph it andsend it to him.He wanted a list of my toys butt plugs sizes etc.He wanted to know the days I could get away.My home address phone number email addresses and passwords.He wanted my mobile my wife's full name her mobile numberHe Wanted photos of me dressed as Tracy and photos. We chat and have a beer order another and then he offers we head out to the patio and enjoy a cigar. “You don’t have to ask me twice” and we head out. We are enjoying our cigars and chatting away, then he drops a bombshell!! You should hide your thongs better!! “WHAT CHARLES?” is my response? I saw them in your gym bag!! At first I figured they were your wife’s but 5 pairs? Oh shit I am thinking, red faced I respond with the usual sacred shitless and say I have to run. Charles stops me. What few feelings and sensations she had left were now wanting!She was still unable to resist, but was very much enjoying the attention that was being paid to her pubic area, especially when he started to lick and softly bite her cunt lips followed by her clit the fact that it was very wet and sensitive, and that she had imagined having someone helplessly take her, and do just this, however the first time anyone, had actually done so.He was rewarded by an orgasm that left her trembling mildly.. “Marilyn, you there? I have you on speaker with my staff.”“Hello.”“Good morning, Mrs. Buckman. How’s Charlie?” asked Frank.Marilyn gave us a rundown on my son’s condition. He was improving, his condition had been upgraded to Fair, and once his ribs healed further would move up to Good. They were scheduling his next operation for Tuesday, to begin working on his leg.“That’s good Marilyn. Make sure you give him my best, both him and Megan.” The others looked at me curiously, but I waved that off..