She was a bit surprised but went with it. My wife was a little uncomfortable all night at dinner knowing everytime she stood up that there might me a... risk of someone getting a free show. However, she also found this erotic. We ate a wonderful dinner at a local tapas place, then we decided to go for a walk. Every few blocks we would stop and make out. I would even rub her pussy through the outside of her dress as we made out on the side walk in the open. My prim and proper Yale educated. Is Stanley Unwin famous in America as well? I doubt it, but it's possible. I know the spellings and grammar don't make much sense but they're supposed to be like that!Sarcastic SlutPS: Oh, it's called...One Hando Taleys #7: Satilly PantyloadersBy Sarcastilopper SlutlodeOnce a-polly tito, when my wifey and I knotty-tied for fido and halfly yearlodes, she suggesters we try something differold to uply spice sex-lifers. I'd always liked feelifold of wifey in satilly nightloaders or pyjamaloppers so. Yeh mera latest sex ka experience hai jo ki 3 mahine pehle hua tha.Main ek din ghar par baitha hua bor ho raha tha.Shaam ko main Hazratganj me Saharaganj Mall ghumne nikal pada.Waha bahut saari ladjiyan apne apne boyfriends ke saath ghoom rahi thi aur mujhe jalan ho rahi thi ki mere saath koi ladki nahi hai.Achanak maine waha ek 30-35 saal ki lady ko dekha jo shayad akele thi.Main kuch der uske aas-paasghumta raha par kuch kehne ki himmat nahi ho rahi thi.Achanak woh lady mall se bahar nikal. "Do you want a bag for that?" she echoed as my feet beat a hasty retreat.I folded up the paper and marched up the station platform to catch my train home. I was both exhilarated and scared stiff at the same time. I made sure that the banner wasn't visible and I held onto it for grim death, trying to look calm and collected. As I sat on the train seat, I placed the paper in my lap, hands on top so none of the other passengers could casually read anything incriminating. I desperately wanted to.