News of my unexpected / expected marriage to Beth Ann was well received. We managed to leak little by little, that I had a love life, and (gasp) slept... with my lovers. Once the media got over their fake outrage upon discovering that the president was heterosexual, single, and liked sex as much as everyone else, the country pretty much yawned and went back to the morning paper.Many commentators couldn't imagine why the public refused to obsess about my sex life, since the media was so obsessed. Told them get something to drink, and sit, as they sat with a coke, Alexis started down steps, when she came around corner onto landing I almost choked on my beer. She had put on seamed sheer black thigh highs, 5" blk open toe heels, blk shelf bra and a long blk night gown from Victoria's Secret that has solid and sheer panels running from bottom to top about 8" wide, I could see her right tit and half her pussy thru sheer areas, she had also redone her make up and hair, she had bright red. From the eastern face of the bluff a waterfall drops straight down some eightyfeet onto the rocks below then follows it's time worn path down into the valley.It has always been called the "Burn of Mourning". A half-mile further down below the bluff the two burns meld into a streamthat runs its course toward our village. It is dammed at the northern edgeof the village to form our millpond that lies just above the village green. The name "The Mound" isn't for the bluff itself but rather for. My eyes roamed freely over his body and I could feel my vagina getting wet; my clitoris and nipples grew stiff and so very sensitive. I pulled my nightshirt over my head and dropped my panties to the floor. Standing there naked, just a foot or so away from him was so exciting that I could feel the moisture from my vagina seeping down my thighs.I did not want him to catch me standing there like that, but the chance of him waking was strangely arousing. In a strange way, I wanted him to awake,.