It was so thin; shecould easily see the outline of his pink nipple through the fabric. "Doyou think it's pretty?" he asked."I really can't see very mu...ch of it."He stripped off the blouse and swayed his body to the music. "Can you seenow Ms. Cuthbert?" It looks nice so far, Ian," she said. "But I was wondering. Do you havepanties to match?" How did you guess?"You know, as much fun as it was to play the innocent secretary game, itwasn't what I wanted today. "Ian, how about cutting the innocent. The dream lady came to me and offered herself to me. I could not reject her offer, but I did not feel I could accept, dream or no dream. I think that I said ‘Too soon,’ or ‘Not now, ‘ or some such delaying message. Libby had raised the subject of sex again, encouraging me, I remembered. In time, I accepted the lady’s offers. She would slide into my dream bed, take my hand, and stroke it. Then we would kiss and cuddle, we would tweak and fondle. Sometimes I just lay there while she pleasured me. Making me feel like a worthless piece. Why do I want nothing more than to be yours? My body aching, just wanting to feel your love. My teeth stay smashed into my lip, trying to stay quiet, so as to not make you mad, just wanting to please you, day in and day out, but getting nothing in return. Your hand on my head, my eyes shooting their glance to you while soft purrs fill my throat, eyes glancing between lips and eyes, making me blush and bite my lip in embarrassment. Why can't I be myself. He quickly rammed his cock back into her from behind as my wife moaned out loudly again.He fucked her good and hard from behind as I heard the flesh of each of their bodies colliding hard against each other's. My wife’s face and tits were plastered against the silk sheets as she screamed into them. It was a few minutes later that my wife cried out into her third orgasm of the night. This one was extremely powerful as her body shook uncontrollably. Her orgasm went on much longer than the others.