He offered me a good cigar.He told the remaining ladies we were going to go have a cigar on the balcony off his bedroom and we excused for a few minut...es. When we got inside of his bedroom, a few naughty thoughts entered my mind; because I was really getting curious about what he was hiding under that bulge in his trousers.We lit the cigars and we went out to the balcony. We chatted about the cigars and the amazing view in moonlight from that balcony…The chat went by through sex and I finally. The feeling of them rubbing... it's like little fingers massaging you. Your pussy is getting wet. You know that by wearing these alone you could arouse yourself all day long. But you're a man, nope strike that, you're a woman on a mission. You roll the first thigh high on. It feels so silky covering your leg. You can't help but rub your skin and the new amazing feeling of them on your skin blooms a new wave of heat across your body. The top of the thigh high is embroidered in a lacey floral. The venue for all meetings of which I was to be a part was changed to one of the dining rooms in our home. I was still busy, but this way, at least, I could take little breaks to check in with Wei. This was of little material value, but all the girls seemed to appreciate the fact that I went to the trouble to try.Truth to tell, it eased my mind to know I was but an intercom call away, in case labor started early, or problems arose with Wei's pregnancy.I had been thinking about the situation for. Have I been cheating on you?”“No. You may have been abused, and assaulted, perhaps. I’m sorry lover. I thought I had saved you from that shit.”“Oh no Mick. You did save me. You had no control over any of this.”“Kendi, if this doctor has been abusing you, I am going to hurt him.”“No lover. I don’t want you in trouble.”I sat and stewed for several minutes while Kendi got off my lap and made breakfast. I ate without a word. I think Kendi could see the smoke coming out of my ears.“Mick. Calm down..