I run to my closet and fling open the door. I get on my knees and rummage through the boxes and find the one I am looking for, a flat black box with n...o name on it. I open it and feel the fabric under my fingers, so soft, so sexy. I get up and go to my mirror and slide the fabric on. A couple minutes later and some strange compromising and I have it on. I look at what I’m wearing, a dark blue silk corset tied in the back, with a matching g-string, and black thigh high stockings. I moan lightly. She is in her late thirties, attractive and well groomed and shedresses in the latest fashions; she probably doesn't realise my interestin what she wears. What you also don't know is that I am somewhat welloff. I have a large number of investments which I manage myself and myincome keeps her in the luxury and a position in society she aspires to." Recently, I have become convinced that she only married me for my money,but I have little to go on. I have my suspicions that she is planning totake. I slowly started to slip to the ground, but some how I mange to fall on my knees. “Oh for me Chad You shouldn't have sweetie.” Megan muttered with a devilish expression on her face. She then slowly began to stroll over to me with one finger in her mouth and one hand down her skirt. When she finally walks over to me, my head was only inches away from her black thongs that showed her camel toe. “You want to know something Chad? Ever since we met you never ate me out once, no matter much I. " that whole period I couldn't stop thinking about this weekend. Saturday came around and I dressed nicely. I was there at 8:30 and by 8:45 I heard a knock on the room I was in. She had gotten here early! "hey Stacy! Are you ready?". I asked. "yes sir!" she replied. As she was bending over to take out her viola, I got a glimpse at that big ass of hers. "what are we going to play today mr. A?" she said happily. "take out final countdown and danza" I set up a stand and tuned her viola. She.