My hands eagerly explore her soft, silky legs as I go.She’s flushing at my touch now. You were right, she’s exquisitely beautiful. Appearing so a...ngelic at first, I now know you were right. There is something devilish hiding within her. Together we’re going to set her free.Liberating her from her jeans, I help sit her up, sliding her white shirt over her soft, pale, elegant shoulders. The hairs on her arms stand up as if they sense a chill in the air. Unconsciously, my every touch lingers on. The men all nodded and Tony looked at the girls. "I'm not as nice as the Boss, Your Master. I want to see those skits lifted and panties shown off for every male we meet, 1 to 100. When we pass them I want to see the backs lifted for them. If there's a bunch of men there you may have to go from here to the store holding your skirt around your waist. If I say stop you all stop, put your feet shoulder width apart and bend over, flip your skirt up onto your back, smile and wave to the men behind. Something out in the still night seemed to be calling me. Finally I went to bed.I slept fitfully for several hours. Then, wide-awake, I stared at the glowing numbers on the clock. At 2 AM I could stand it no longer. I slipped from the bed, away from the bulk of my sleeping husband. Normally his body was exactly what held me and comforted me and lulled me to slumber. But tonight his deep breathing seemed to intrude on the silence that was surrounding me.I pulled on a pair of shorts. I had been. She helped me to get her into the door and I asked her to close the door and I would get her to bed. She left and Joe came in to help me get her into bed. We laid her back on the bed and I asked Joe to help me get her shoes off. and then her coat and dress and we had her naked in no time. she had no undies on and Joe said wasn't she wearing them when she left the house. I said most likely. he shook his head and said I wonder where they are. I said who cares. She is drunk but she is plenty.