It's lame."She did have a point, but she obviously didn't know much about Charlotte."You think my girlfriend's slutty and insecure?" I said with a chu...ckle."By the way she dresses, yeah. A confident person doesn't need to have her boobs hanging out and a skirt all the way up to her ass like that. A confident woman just knows she's hot." It's possible to be confident and dress slutty though, sometimes," I said."Says you. You're a guy. That ain't confidence. That's a girl who's a few nasty ego. She was still turned on though and gave me a blow job in the car on the way home. I asked her if she enjoyed herself and would ever want to go back. She said it was one of the most exciting things she had ever done and if no one would touch her she would love to go back sometime. From then on at least once a week I took her to the theater.I would guide her down the center aisle with my hand stroking her silky skirt covered ass, remember the 80's were polyester paradise, everything was silky and. He began jacking it, his red nails flashing, then he bent and took the head into his mouth. I had him bob up and down for several minutes, and WOW! This guy grew to at least 10 inches, and nearly as big around as my wrist.I said, "That's very good. That will feel VERY nice when it's 'way up inside me, Sissy." Then I went to the couch and straddled the guy, facing outward so that Sissy could see my pussy and the big dick, jutting out towards him. "Thank you for sucking on him and getting his. “They don’t believe in God,” she said smiling. “They prefer sitting at home watching TV.”“If I were your husband I would watch over you much more carefully,” I added, pushing the envelope a little. “Your husband is lucky to have such an attractive wife. You could be a movie star.”Given that she smiled and didn’t bat an eye in embarrassment, I smiled back, took another sip of my latte, and visually preened over her white stocking legs for over 30 seconds, making no effort to disguise my line of.