I sucked on it and traced my tongue around it. Her hands were opening my blouse. She broke the kiss and undressed me. She tweaked my nipples with h...er fingers as she exposed them, and unfastened my jeans.“You could at least raise your ass so I can get them off Jay” She said as she pulled at my pants.I lifted up and let her take my pants off. Then she put her hand to my crotch and cupped my pussy.“You’re just too much” Shelly quipped. “Your soaked, you bitch. Lie there and pretend to be. "Megan interrupted, "You bet it is. I'll wear a ring from a Cracker Jack box, if that's any easier."I left the kitchen for a moment and returned with the ring in my hand. I kneeled beside Megan and took her left hand in mine; "Miss Manning, will you do me the honor of becoming my bride – again." Yes, Mr. Worthington, you bet your sweet ass I will." She laughed, leaned forward, and kissed my forehead.I slid the ring on her finger and then kissed the palm of her hand and wrapped the kiss inside. The other man would watch, knowing what was to come!Not my thing I admit, but the thought always gave me an erection, she knew that too!My "Thing" was being dressed in skimpy underwear, stockings and suspenders, high heels and panties, maybe a slip and some lipstick!She had made me up before, not everything but enough to make me feel ridiculously humiliated, and she filmed me too, charging me for the privilege as well, it did rather finish the trip off nicely, as when I got home later I would. Reporters from the Grand Rapids Press were in attendance. Word reached them how she wowed the union people a few nights ago and wanted to see what this half pint woman had to say what she was all about. She came out of nowhere and now was creating a political storm in this district.Gabrielle wore her black satin blouse with the pearl buttons and on the cuffs. She had on a white tube skirt to the knees. Her high heels were the five inch stilettos. This time she had her hair up. The crowd grew.