She had at least 6 hours before Michael would come home and she intended to spend at least half on her cunt. She slowly got rid of her ti...ght naughty French maid outfits that revealed her robust and well shaped breasts, she was still in the prime of her age and sexually active, 28 or so. She slowly took it off as though feeling someone was watching her and she had the obligation to please him. Laying hallway across him bed, she started withdrawing her panties, slowly and with such. "Oh my god, this feels SO sexy hon," she laughed.Well, I was certainly in full agreement on that one. For amoment I thought of tossing her into the hot tub right then andthere, but I decided that the upcoming night at the fetish clubwas going to be too good to miss.She snatched the keys from the key drawer, and said "I'm drivingtonight hon". Fine by me. We both shimmied up to the car and Iopened the door for her. The dress she was wearing wasimpossibly tight, so she had to gently peel the dress. I knew that I had found the love of my life. His inner strength, his patience, his kindness, his humility and his willingness to sacrifice himself for what he believed in: all these things combined to make him my man, the only one I would ever have. I shared my feelings with him, and found that, now we had broken the barrier between us, I could feel his feelings too, and this increased the intensity of our kiss. I had kissed many men, and kissed most of the squad men many times; I had even. "I thought since I don't go out much except after work," she did aslow turn around, "I couldn't wear this to work, and I had someonehere to appreciate it, I would try it out. I've had it for more than ayear and never worn it."She had on a black minidress. Long sleeves, turtleneck but very short.It was sheer above the spaghetti strap liner that scooped down showingher cleavage through the black fabric."You look amazing," William told her.They sat down and ate breakfast. William had a difficult.