Tell me about this dress?” she demanded. It was a gown Vanessa had worn to a charity gala many years ago, a year before their son was born. “Was ...it a good night, Vanessa?” Sophie asked. Vanessa said that it was, and shared how it had been a lovely, romantic evening. “Oui. I’m quite sure he liked you in this dress. Go put it on.” Not sure it would even fit, Vanessa did as she was told. Playing dress-up with Sophie was surprising good fun. Vanessa worked hard to maintain her figure, but. ”“I left him a voice mail message to call me as soon as he arrives. Why don’t you three strong men get the luggage, and let’s get everyone checked into the hotel. If we haven’t heard from him by then we can come back here, or find someplace to discuss your situation.”Brenda noticed a pained expression from Bill Bryce, but she wasn’t sure of the reason. A moment later he shrugged and led the two brothers to the door of the luggage compartment. The baggage was spread between the three men, and. "Why don't you guys go over there and talk to him again? Maybe he's hungry now?" Clarissa asked.But, there were no takers.None of us white husbands had any desire to approach him. Speaking for myself, I was intimidated not only by the presence of this man but also by the manner in which he showed his absolute control over his pretty blonde companion. We all knew he was single, but the rock on the gals left hand left no doubt that she was just another in a seemingly endless line of married women. I couldnt resist as i knew it wud still be warm as she had only taken it off.I picked it up and cud smell her warm pussy off it it was beautiful my cock was nearly bursting through my pants.However in my rush for the beautiful thong i hadnt locked the door and in walked sarah...In my head i was trying to think of an excuse for what i was doing but she didnt look angry she smiled at me and dropped her towel.I couldnt believe wat i was seeing her body was even more sexy than i imagined her tits.