" Not exactly." He started to move closer. At first I didn't notice hismotives, but they became apparent all too soon."We've been together for a coupl... of years now, but it's starting to geta bit sour." All the time he was edging closer and wound up with hishand on my knee. "You know what I mean?" he asked.I didn't know what to do, I mean, here was a guy I had known since theyear dot and if wasn't much mistaken, he was making a pass at me. Trueit was a bit ham-fisted, but it was definitely a. I sat down in the chair and put the right shoe on my foot. My heart was beating so loud I could almost hear it. My mouth had gone dry and my cock was throbbing. It fit! It fit perfectly. I grabbed the mate and put it on the other foot. Then I stood up. There was no pain from the toe box or slippage in the heel. The vamp of the shoe was cut just right so that I showed some toe cleavage. I carefully walked the two or three steps over to the full length mirror. I then rooted through the boxes. Then Katie was told to prepare to receive Paul's cock after Roger had sucked it to hardness in preparation for it to plough the sexy furrow that was Katie's hairless cunt.Soon there were hives of activity all over as at first glance it appeared to be a sex maniac's ball. But soon wives were being fucked by stranger's (Well almost stranger's for they had only met a few hours ago.) and their randy husband's already fucking some other bitches cunt were preparing for the time when they would be. Glass tinkling from the next room. Calls of ‘speech’. Then silence. Then Nathalie’s voice:“Darling, the best gift a wife can give to her husband on their anniversary: an eighteen year old nymphette to whom you can do whatever you like!” I was then wheeled in to loud cheering and turned around and around, so that everyone could get a good look at all of me. Though I could not see anything, I could feel the crowd’s eyes on my body. Then the cart stopped.“Silence, everyone, please, silence.”.