25-06-2020, 07:14 PM
The only activities scheduled for the evening were dining in hotel restaurant followed by drinks in one of several lounges in the hotel.
As Mark was dressing for dinner, Denise sat on the bed watching him. "You are really a handsome stud, Honey. I'm sorry it't taken me so long to appreciate it."
Her husband smiled, leaned over and kissed her tenderly and more passionately. "It was worth the wait. I always thought it would be. Aren't you going to get dressed?"
"I'll dress after your leave. I bought some new things this afternoon and want to surprise you."
"Like those hot shoes you had on when we fucked this afternoon?"
"Yeah. Just like that. Did you like them?"
"Couldn't you tell? I loved them."
His wife beamed. "I need to ask you a couple of things, Honey. I'm still not certain about how you feel about my behavior. I've been such a prude for so long, I need some guidance."
"What's the problem?", her husband asked. "I hope you'll be as sexy and hot as you want to be. I've been starved for that for so long."
"I'm sorry. I feel so badly about it. I plan to spend a lot of the evening with someone on the evaluation team. Unless you prefer otherwise, I'm going to fuck him."
"Sounds incredibly hot. Will you tell me about it?"
"Absolutely. I would love to."
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At 8:00 PM, everyone was in the hotel dining room except for Denise. The waiters were already at their table taking orders when Mark's wife arrived. She didn't look like the same woman.
She wore a form-fitting black dress with rhinestones around the bodice and at various points on the dress. The dress had two shoulder straps to hold it up. From there the V-neck plunged almost to Denise's navel revealing the top third and inner slopes of both of her large 36DD breasts. The garment just barely managed to cover her nipples, both of which made prominent, easily visible, indentations in the dress. The dress ended two inches below the junction of her thighs with her buttocks. She wore tan pantyhose and black pumps with five-inch heels and silver highlighting streaks. Her hairdo was exotic with strands curling around both sides of her face.
As Mark was dressing for dinner, Denise sat on the bed watching him. "You are really a handsome stud, Honey. I'm sorry it't taken me so long to appreciate it."
Her husband smiled, leaned over and kissed her tenderly and more passionately. "It was worth the wait. I always thought it would be. Aren't you going to get dressed?"
"I'll dress after your leave. I bought some new things this afternoon and want to surprise you."
"Like those hot shoes you had on when we fucked this afternoon?"
"Yeah. Just like that. Did you like them?"
"Couldn't you tell? I loved them."
His wife beamed. "I need to ask you a couple of things, Honey. I'm still not certain about how you feel about my behavior. I've been such a prude for so long, I need some guidance."
"What's the problem?", her husband asked. "I hope you'll be as sexy and hot as you want to be. I've been starved for that for so long."
"I'm sorry. I feel so badly about it. I plan to spend a lot of the evening with someone on the evaluation team. Unless you prefer otherwise, I'm going to fuck him."
"Sounds incredibly hot. Will you tell me about it?"
"Absolutely. I would love to."
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At 8:00 PM, everyone was in the hotel dining room except for Denise. The waiters were already at their table taking orders when Mark's wife arrived. She didn't look like the same woman.
She wore a form-fitting black dress with rhinestones around the bodice and at various points on the dress. The dress had two shoulder straps to hold it up. From there the V-neck plunged almost to Denise's navel revealing the top third and inner slopes of both of her large 36DD breasts. The garment just barely managed to cover her nipples, both of which made prominent, easily visible, indentations in the dress. The dress ended two inches below the junction of her thighs with her buttocks. She wore tan pantyhose and black pumps with five-inch heels and silver highlighting streaks. Her hairdo was exotic with strands curling around both sides of her face.
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