“Sit down here,” she ordered. Gabe raised a brow at her, slightly confused, but he participated nonetheless. Camille took off her top slowly and s...eductively; letting him drink in the sight of her. Gabe, although composed, wasn’t the one to just sit back and do nothing, so he took the task of unzipping her skirt off himself. He let it fall off to the floor, his hands drifting to her back again, undoing the clasp of her bra. He lapped his tongue, tasting the skin of her flat stomach, felt one of. Then I put on sheer white thigh-high stockings and Tracey showed me how to put on the garter belt and attach the stockings. The tops of the stockings and the bottom of the skirt just barely met. Any movement revealed the stocking tops. Finally I put on the shoes. They matched the skirt in color and had three-inch heels and open toes. The effect was to make my legs look longer and more shapely. I checked myself out in the mirrors and loved the way the short dress, stockings, and heels showed off. This hideaway. Tucked away from the world. I leaned my shoulder against the wall and closed my eyes to absorb the atmosphere and engrave this night in my mind. A soft noise behind me made me straighten away from the wall, then strong arms wrapped around me pulling me back against a hard body. I kept my eyes shut and smiled and let myself relax back into him. I knew his smell intimately and it never failed to arouse me. I went to turn around, but his arms tightened, and took hold of my arms,. As we were coming down to earth, I cupped her breast and softly caressed her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.“Oh Jessica,” she sighed, “ that was unbelievable. And to think that soon you and your husband will be doing that to me. I have been dying to get that man inside of me for so long. Wow, your fingers were nice, but having him inside of me will have to be at least twice as nice. You cannot imagine how long I have been fantasizing about it.” She continued, “You know Jessica,.