I keep my head down, gaze on the grass, waiting. My dance is done, but I am not, I want more, I want what I have always wanted. I wait, hoping. I hea...r him approach, and my heart skips a beat. My pussy is dripping, my legs trembling with the effort of holding in my heat. I want to look up, but I can’t, can’t believe it is true, that the dream is finally happening. He stops in front of me, and shyly, I look up, slowly, carefully. He stands there, bold, shirtless, wearing only jeans. His eyes. She grinned and winked at me.Next I slid a short red velvet dress over my head. too short, although it hid my cock and suspenders, my lace topped stocking were clearly visible below the hem of the dress. I looked at Linda. "perfect" she said.I gulped......she was taking me out dressed like this?The for my shoes, they were black with 6" heels and a 2" platform. I had been practicing walking in these for weeks. I had mastered walking and even a sexy wiggle, but they still almost crippled me.Next. I started watching her through my bedroom window and wanking off over her. I loved seeing her in her work clothes. Very tight black trousers caressing her round shapely but full arse. Usually with Tights or stockings and black high heel shoes. For some reason I wanted her to see me naked. My cock was becoming quite a nice size by now. I started off standing on my bed in the window towling myself down, pretending I'd had a bath and I was unaware of her but making sure she saw me naked. Not to. He felt he might lose her if he could not find a way to end his old life with Jane, Paula, and Julia. He wanted to be inside her, inside her womb, attached to her, inseparable so he could spend the rest of his life inside her world, a world he had come to love more than anything else in his life. He finished, and they lay quietly for a time. She felt she had seen something new about him, but did not know what it was. The way in which he needed her thrilled her. His intensity would frighten most.