Somehow, each day and each orgasm was better than the last. Needless to say, I loved every second of our lovemaking. Sandun soon told me that he wante...d me to go out and buy a very specific sexy outfit for him. Everything was to be black. The dress was to be very short and tight. I was also to get a sexy lace bra and tiny lace panties, garterbelt, stockings and the highest patent leather, high heels I could find. I bought the items as soon as I could afford them, finding the shoes at a bata. “Oh my, Dean, my bike!”“What do you think, dear?”“I love it!” She says, going over and running her hand along the length of the dildo.“Thank you for putting sponges on the seat, dear. You know how wet I get when I come.”“I am glad you like it, Cindy.”I lift her dress above her waist and pick her up, setting her down on the workbench.“Spread your legs dear, I have a surprise for you.”She is not wearing any panties (the way I like her to be) and her slit is glistening with juice.She watches as I. Their first trip was simply to see how long it took them to reach jump speed when moving at 90 degrees to the plane of the ecliptic. It took about six hours to get up to jump speed, but they had not been accelerating as rapidly as it was possible to go for fear of tearing something loose from the hull because of the stress. One of Jennifer's husbands was a professional welder, and he had done all of the final fastening of stuff in place, but he was the one who advised caution at first so that. The next thing I remember is waking up in my bed at home. I rolled over to look at the clock. 11:35. Boy, we must’ve gotten too fucked up, to fast. It made since as we had started drinking at about 4pm that day. I listened for any noise coming from the house, but heard none. I rolled out of bed, surprisingly feeling great. Looking back, I know that the alcohol was still coursing through my brain and body, making me feel like I was ready to take on the world again. I crept out to the living.