My Wife On The Porch: Part Twenty-one free porn video

Since her affair started with Pat, she has not seen Chris or Marcus, she did tell them both that she is in a serious relationship now and will not be sleeping with them again. She still sees Chris at the gym, but she promises that all they do is train and I believe her.

She tells me that even after making love with Pat almost every night she still climaxes every time he touches her nipples or pubic area. She goes into detail about how he kisses her from her knees up to her pussy lips and then stops just before he gets to her vagina, just to tease her.

Although it is torture knowing that I don’t get to see her or touch her, the thrill and buzz that I get when she tells me the things that she does really does make it all worth it. It’s like a kid knowing that he can’t have something; it makes you want it even more.

I love her telling me what she does with her lovers and throughout the day and I picture the things that they do. Every time I look at her I get thought’s of…. She let Pat touch and lick her clit and suck her nipples last night, and I am not allowed to do that, it really does excite me.

She tells me that his finger is so gentle when it touches her clit that it sends shivers down her spine, he teases her pussy lips with his finger before he pushes it deep inside her soaking pussy and fingers her at the same time as his thumb is teasing her clit until she climaxes. She tells me that his tongue is equally as teasing when he uses it on her clit and pussy lips, he gives her multiple climaxes with his tongue alone.

She tells me that she loves his uncircumcised silky smooth shaved dick, she loves to push her tongue down the fold of skin on the end of it and leave it there while she plays with his ball’s, she says that he loves that and he loves Cumming in her mouth while she uses her finger on his ass, she keeps his dick in her mouth after he has cum until she licks every drop of his love juice.

She told me, “He has a fetish for licking my pussy, he parts my pussy lips with his gentle fingers and runs his tongue along them and sucks on them,” she continued, “he then he licks and sucks on my clit before sliding his tongue deep into my pussy.”

I get so hard when she tells me things like this.

She told me, “He loves it when his tongue is deep inside my pussy and I cum on it, which I do very often, and of course I love him Cumming in my mouth, which he also does every night that we make love.”

She told me, “He says that I have the most perfect pussy that he has ever seen and equally perfect tits and he loves how sensitive my clit and nipples are!”

She continued, “I keep telling him that it is his fingers and tongue that make my nipples and pussy so sensitive.”

She says, “I love, when we make love how he rubs the top of his dick on my clit just to tease me before he slides in deep into my pussy and when I am about to cum he will stop and make me beg for more.”

She smiled as she said, “I have the best sex that I have ever had with Pat, God I fucking love him!”

I teased her and asked, “I take it that you love him then.”

She smiled and said, “God yes I do love him, I cum just thinking about him and when he kisses me, fuck it’s so good, his tongue wraps itself around mine and I just melt.”

She finished with, “It may be wrong for me to say but I would do anything for him and I mean anything!”

I jokingly asked, “Even fuck me if he told you to?”

She laughed, “ He would never ask me to do that, he knows that I would hate it if you ever touched me or saw my body.”

More punishment and I loved it.

”He is rather jealous,” she said. “He was delighted that I stopped you seeing me in my underwear, he doesn’t want anyone else seeing me in any form of undress.”

She smiled as she continued, “To be honest, I hated that I let you see me in just my thong for those two weeks, I absolutely hated it!” She finished with, “Besides he even gets jealous if I kiss you on the lips.”

I replied, “Does he really?”

“Yes he does,” she answered. “I told you, he is old fashioned like that, he believes that if my body is his then only he should see or touch it.”

My dick was aching at this point and urged her to tell me more.

She tells me that even on the nights that they don’t make love, they spend hours just holding each other’s naked bodies and fall to sleep embraced in each other’s arms, she says that she has never felt like that about a guy before, not even me!

She asked him if he wanted to take things to the next level and move in with her, he loved the idea and ended his lease a week later to move in.

She did ask me first though, “Would you mind if he moved in with us?”

I told her, “That’s fine with me; after all he practically lives here anyway.”

She said with a sexy smile. “Thank you, because I already class him as my husband and he wants’ to class me as his wife, I hope that are okay with that?”

I nodded and said, “That’s fine with me baby, I already look at you both as husband and wife anyway.”

She said, “Thank you, because I want to be a proper wife to him and do all the things that a wife does, like wash his clothes and look after him as well as have amazing sex with him.”

She said to me, “I can’t wait for him to move in with me and are you sure that you don’t mind if I class him as my husband like I did with Robert? after all he is the one who sleeps with me not you, so therefore I am more his wife than yours.”

“That’s fine with me,” I told her.

“That’s good,” she said, “because I can’t wait to be his wife and for us to live as husband and wife!”

The following week Pat was moving his belongings to our house, he didn’t have much as his apartment was already furnished so he only had his clothes and a few personal things.

During the next three month’s they lived as husband and wife, doing all the things that a married couple does like going on dates, kissing in public, holding hands as they buy groceries and openly showing their love and affection for each other.

She had given me back our joint credit cards and bank cards telling me that Pat insists on supporting her as he now classes her as his wife. He gives me eight hundred dollars a month to pay their half of our house note and I in return give her three hundred dollars a month for groceries.

One Friday, I arrived home from work and Carole was fixing dinner. I went into the kitchen and kissed her and she smelled and looked gorgeous; she had on a thin cotton summer dress and as we hugged I placed my hands on her ass, I could feel her thong through the thin material of her dress and her ass felt amazing!

She pulled back and said in a stern voice, “Don’t! Don’t do that, don’t ever do that again.”

I asked, “What baby, what did I do?”

“Touch my ass, you know what you did,” she replied.

“I thought that I could,” I quickly replied.

She answered, “That was before Pat and I became a couple, my ass now belongs to Pat, I’m his wife now, not yours!”

“I’m sorry baby,” I replied, I thought that I was allowed to touch your ass as long as you had clothes on.”

“No you can’t,” she replied, “would you grab another guys- wife’s ass?”

“Well no I wouldn’t,” I admitted.

She quickly replied, “Well that’s what you have just done,” she continued, “you agreed that when Pat moved in here that I will be his wife and he will be my husband.”

“Yes I did, and I still accept that baby,” I said knowing where this was leading.

“Well then,” Carole shouted, “you have just touched Pat’s wife’s ass; I am his wife now, not yours!”

She looked at me and said, “Don’t you ever do that again.”

I loved this torture and loved her telling me that she was Pat’s and not mine. The more she took away the more I loved it. I craved more and more and loved her telling me that she was Pat’s wife and not mine anymore.

I admitted that I was in the wrong and assured her that it wouldn’t happen again.

“I’m serious, I am not your wife I am Pat’s wife!” she said in a serious voice, “my husband is Pat not you, you gave all of your husband rights to Pat remember.”

Even more torture and I was about to cum in my pants, this was heaven to me and she knew it. I loved her telling me that I now have zero rights.

“Oh and one more thing,” Carole whispered, “no more kissing me on the lips, Pat and I live as husband and wife so our lips must be just for each other.”

I asked, “I can’t kiss your lips? Ever?”

“No,” she replied, “you wouldn’t kiss another guys-wife’s lips would you?”

I had to agree and said, “Okay.” I wanted and needed more torture!

“One last thing,” Carole said, “when you bring our coffee in to us of a morning I don’t need you to kiss me and actually I don’t want you to kiss me, it’s not right that you kiss me when you bring our coffee to us, okay?”

I can’t fuck her, I can’t sleep with her, I can’t touch her, I can’t see her naked, I can’t see her in her underwear and now I can’t kiss her lips. This denial was just how I love it and I was praying for more!

“Understood,” I replied.

“Actually I don’t want you to kiss me as much,” she said, “I don’t need you to kiss me every time that you pop out or come home.”

Now my kissing is restricted, I was praying that she would now stop me from hugging her.

She said, “I don’t mind you kissing my cheek at bed time but that’s all.”

“I understand,” I replied, “how about hugging?” 

Carole looked at me and said, “You must now look at me as Pat’s wife,” she continued, “so no, we won’t hug any more either.”

She told me, ” Malc, you must understand that I am now Pat’s wife and you must learn to be just a friend to me, understand.”

More torture and I loved it, “If that’s what you want baby, then I accept it.” I replied.

“It is what I want,” Carole told me, “I belong to Pat now not you.”

She could have told me to sleep outside on the grass, naked and with no covers every night and I would have, I don’t understand how this was so exciting to me but it was! It really was and she knew it!

“You did agree to this two years ago,” Carole said.

“I know that I did baby and I still agree and accept it,” I whispered. 

Carole softly said, “Call me Carole from now on please and not baby, I am Pat’s baby not yours!”

“I do accept and agree to you and Pat living as husband and wife Carole,” I replied, “I accept that Pat has all of my husband rights to you now and that I will just be your friend, I love seeing you this happy.”

“Thank you,” Carole replied, “his company is having an award ceremony tonight and he wants me to go with him and meet his co workers.”

I replied,“Oh cool, will he introduce you as his wife?”

“Of course,” she quickly answered. “I love how that sounds.” 

Carole smiled and said, “Thank you for all that you do for me,” there was sincerity in her voice. “I know that it’s not easy for you, but I know that me treating you like this does excite you.”

“She continued, “but I am not trying to excite you, this is what I want, I am Pat’s wife, understand, Pat’s wife, you agreed to that and you have to accept it.”

I held her hand and said, “I do accept it and I do agree to it.” 

Carole replied, “ I know that it must be strange for you when I say that he is my husband and that I am his wife,” she continued, “but let’s face it I stopped being your wife two years ago when I first denied you my body.”

“I am getting used to it,” I answered. “I got used to it with Robert so I will get used to Pat calling you his wife now.”

Her eyes were sparkling as she said, “He is so sweet and a real gentleman, he opens the door for me and everything.”

“Maybe… One day.” She stopped suddenly and thought for a second, “well you know.”

“Maybe what?” I asked, although I already knew what she meant.

“Oh nothing, I was just thinking out loud,” came her reply.

“Well tell me what you were thinking?” I asked.

She blushed a little and it made her look even more sexy. “I was just thinking that… One day… Maybe,” she hesitated and I asked her to finish her sentence.

“Well maybe… One day… If all goes as well as it has already with Pat and me, that...” she stuttered.

“That, what?” I teased.

“Well… Like we were going to do for Robert and me,” Carole continued, “after all I am not your wife at all in any way, I am Pat’s wife.” She continued with, “Pat and I do all the things that a married couple do, like, shopping, dates, chores, vacations, decisions and of course sex.”

She was still a little nervous as she said, “Shit I have even changed my status on my social media account to 'In a relationship with Pat' and I have him and me as my profile picture.”

“I know that you changed your Face book status, I saw it,” I replied and she smiled.

She finally found the courage to spit it out in a kind of way and anyway but we both knew what she meant and wanted.

“I know that you love him as you have told me that numerous times,” I said, “but are you actually in love with him?”

She held both of my hands and looked in my eyes and replied,“Would you be angry if I said yes, that I am in love with him.”

I replied, “No I wouldn’t be angry, but I would like to know.”

Her eyes were sparkling and she was trembling; I noticed that happened every time his name was mentioned.

“Yes I am in love with him, I am madly in love with him,” Carole stuttered. “I never thought that I could be in love with two men at the same time but I am, I love you but I’m in love with Pat.”

She was shaking as she said, “I am so lucky, it’s like I have two husbands, well one husband and one dear friend and I love you both.”

I smiled and squeezed her hands and said, “I take it that I am now the dear friend and not the husband part of that equation?”

She looked into my eyes and replied,“Yes you are, I’ve told you, I am now Pat’s wife and you must get used to that, I love pat, I’m in love with Pat.”

I smiled and said, “I will get used to it, I promise.”

“This will help you,” she said as she removed her wedding ring. "I still love you Malc, but from now on I am Pat’s wife understand, now please take your ring off.”

God I loved this, this was way more erotic than sex ever could be. I removed my ring and she said, “Thank you, I may even call myself Mrs. Hughes now.”

I made her smile as I said, “I think that I have proved to you how much I love you, I have given your body to Pat already and now I have given him my title as your husband.”

She smiled and said, “I know and thank you, I am his wife and he is my husband, and remember, no more kissing and no touching my ass!”

“I understand,” I said.

“Remember,” Carole quickly whispered, “no more hugging either, you and I are just friends from now on.”

I smiled and said, “I understand,”

This was the ultimate cuckold torture and I loved it. I am not even allowed to kiss her cheek now or hug her!

“We are going to go on vacation next month when Pat has his vacation time,” she said.

“What, just you two?” I asked.

“Yes just us two,” she replied, “he’s my husband now and we will go on vacation together!”

“I understand,” I said, my dick was hard as ever, this torture was intense and I loved it.

I looked at the clock and said, “Pat is late, isn’t he?

She replied, “We have the award thing tonight, he is helping set things up and he will be home soon.”

Just then Pat walked in. “Hi my wonderful husband,” Carole shouted and ran to kiss him.

“Hi my beautiful wife,” Pat replied as he hugged her and kissed her passionately. I watched as his hands caress her ass as their tongues entwined and I thought to myself, he never got scolded for touching her ass like I did!

“Look!” She screamed to Pat as she showed him her wedding ring finger. They kissed again and she said. “Malcolm has finally agreed to give up all rights to me, not just my body, everything!”

She shouted, “I am now fully yours baby!”

Pat smiled at me and said, “Wow thank you.”

She screamed again, “I am your wife, I am your wife! God I fucking love how that sounds and I love you my husband!”

Pat looked at me and said, “I don’t know what to say Malc except thank you and I promise that I will take great care of her.”

“As tomorrow is Saturday and you are not working baby,” Carole said to Pat, “can we go and buy us a ring each and I will call myself Mrs. Carole Hughes from now on.”

“Absolutely,” Pat said as they kissed again, “I would love us to wear each other’s rings if you are okay with that Malc.”

I smiled as I said, “That is fine with me, after all she is your wife now so I really don’t have a say in the matter now, but I am happy for you both.”

“Perfect,” Pat said before he kissed her again and ran upstairs to change for the award event.

“You must really love him then,” I said.

“I do, I really do,” Carole replied, “and it’s not just about the sex, although that is amazing, it’s him, I just fucking love him, and I want him forever!”

I smiled and said, “I think that you have him forever.”

“Good,” she said, “the only other thing that I want in life is a baby.”

I asked, “You want a baby?”

“Yes eventually,” Carole replied, “you know that I do, we have discussed it many times. I eventually want a baby, not right now but eventually.”

I smiled and raised my eyebrow.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, “you know that I want to have children eventually.”

I smiled, “Yes I do, but how would that work?”

“What do you mean, how would that work?” Carole asked.

She looked puzzled and I said, “Well, would I have to be blindfolded or something?”

“Huh, why? When?” she asked.

“Well, you have told me dozens of times that I will never see you naked or have sex with you ever again.”

I continued, “How would we make a baby? Would I have to be blindfolded? Because you say that I will never see you naked again.”

I continued, “Plus, I would have to have sex with you or how would we make a baby?”

She looked at me and said, “I can easily explain, it would be Pat’s baby, he would be my baby’s father.”

I was about to cum when she told me that, this torture was indeed heaven to me and I still craved more, I asked leading questions to give her the opportunity to torture me even more!

“It will be Pat’s baby?” I asked, “You want Pat’s baby?”

“Yes, when I am ready for a baby it will be Pat’s,” Carole replied.

I was giving her more opportunity to increase the torture and asked, “Why not mine? Why Pat’s? I am your husband so surely the baby should be mine.”

"I told you, you are not my husband,” Carole replied. “Pat is now my husband, so my baby would be Pat’s, why would you think that it would be yours.”

“I see,” I replied.

“Do you seriously think that I would ever let you fuck me?” there was harshness in her voice.

She quickly pointed out to me, “My baby will be Pat’s, I would never let you touch me, let alone fuck me!”

“I was just curious,” I replied.

“It won’t be yet,” Carole said, “but when I do have a baby it will be Pat’s, he is my husband!”

“It’s your choice baby,” I said, “and if that’s what you want.”

“It is,” she replied, “and please don’t call me baby, I already asked you not to.”

Pat returned about twenty minutes later and said, “By the way sweetheart, Sara will be there tonight.”

“Oh good,” she said. “I can’t wait to meet her.”

“Sara?” I asked.

“Yes there is a girl who Pat works with who has just gotten out of an abusive relationship,” she replied. “Her ex used to beat her and it has left her very insecure, I want to try to help her”.

They were ready to leave and she came up to me and said, “We are going now Malc, I’m not going to kiss you good bye as you must get used to us not kissing, you and I are friends now remember, we are not married to each other now so we won’t be kissing or hugging anymore.”

As soon as they left I stripped naked and worked myself off.

Try to understand that her fantasies were to have a threesome and get fucked by a black man. Well my ultimate fantasy was just this, for her to treat me in this way and deny me any rights to her completely.

Like I have already said, if she told me to sleep outside on the grass naked every night with no covers then I would do it, even in the rain. If you remember, when she was with Robert she made me suck his dick, and I did that and swallowed his cum. I was in heaven.

My wife had declared her love for another man and has ceased all marital ties with me. I became the friend and he is her husband. This was the ultimate fantasy for me and it was happening in real life, pure erotica for me!

Around ten o’clock she called me to ask me if I would mind them bringing Sara back with them.

“I want you to meet her, ” she told me over the phone, “she is a great girl and very pretty.” 

Carole continued, “I think that you could help her as well because you know how to talk to people and build up their self confidence, after all look what you did with mine.”

I agreed and agreed to talk to Sara. They arrived about thirty minutes later. As they came in Carole introduced me, and I hugged Sara; she was indeed very pretty.

She was thirty one years old and had shoulder length black hair, petite build and about one hundred and ten pounds. She had a nice figure and her smile was beautiful. I noticed that her teeth were brilliant white, this emphasized her smile beautifully, and her blue eyes were beautiful.

She was wearing a bright yellow dress that came to about three inches above her knees. It had a seductive neckline that showed just enough cleavage to look sexy, she obviously took care of her appearance. Her small amount of makeup highlighted her slender cheek bones, and she smelled amazing.

Carole said, “My husband and I are going to take a shower together and leave you two alone for a while.”

I gave Sara a glass of wine and we sat chatting. She told me of her very abusive ex boyfriend and how she finally left him some three months ago.

“The job I got at Pat’s company was a life saver,” she said. “It has given me some freedom from my past, and I have now got a small apartment of my own.”

I felt sorry for her as she poured her heart out to me. She was obviously a little tipsy and this gave her a small amount of confidence to talk to me. The four glasses of wine that we shared helped as well.

“Carole tells me that you and her used to be married,” Sara said. “I had no idea that Pat was married; he kept that a secret from everyone at work.”

I briefly explained our situation and how I have in effect given her to Pat and she took my hand and said, “Oh I see, wow, you did that just for her happiness?”

“Yes I did,” I replied. “If you can make someone happy then you should, even if it means making a sacrifice.”

“You haven’t touched her in two and a half years?” Sara asked.

“No I haven’t, she stopped me seeing her body, touching her and sleeping with her,” I replied. “I have not seen her naked in over two and a half years now.”

“You are amazing,” Sara said as she squeezed my hand.

I could feel some chemistry between Sara and myself as we talked for almost two hours, we could hear Carole and Pat making love upstairs, and we joked about the noise that they were making.

“That is one thing that I miss,” Sara said with a giggle in her voice. “I bet you do as well?”

“Making a noise like that?” I giggled back.

“No… Sex, I miss sex,” she giggled more. “Kevin and I hardly ever had sex, he was always too drunk and then he just hit me when I refused to sleep with him, it must be eighteen months since I had sex.”

She was feeling very at ease now as we joked and laughed together. We talked for another hour and found ourselves holding hands as we both shared our life stories. Slowly we were getting closer and closer to each other until I finally found the courage to take hold of her very pretty face and gently pull her to me.

I kissed her very softly on her lips. She responded by wrapping her arms around my neck and we kissed nonstop for about four minutes.

Without saying a word I stood up and held out my hand, she took my hand and I led her upstairs to my bedroom. We kissed again and again, holding each other tightly. I slowly unzipped her dress and she said, “Please turn the light off.”

“I want to see your beauty,” I said.

“I have a scar on my side where Kevin cut me with a knife,” Sara replied, “I don’t want anyone to see it, I hate my body now.”

I kissed her passionately as I continued to unzip her dress and whispered, “I want to see the scar. It is a part of you, and I want to see it.”

“You are amazing,” she replied as I gently eased her dress from her shoulders; it dropped to the floor. She was wearing a white lace see through bra and matching thong; she looked beautiful. I looked at her side and saw her scar; it was about three inches long. She froze as I moved my head and gently kissed and licked her scar.

All of her fears had melted away and she unclipped her bra, letting it fall. She pulled me to her face and kissed me deeply as she tugged at my shorts.

She loved that I kissed her scar. Soon we were both standing there naked in each other’s arms. I gently laid her on the bed and looked at her naked body for a few seconds; her tits were a little smaller than Carole’s and her pubic hair was nicely trimmed.

Her slender well toned body looked amazing. Her pubic hair was close shaved but there was still enough hair to look sexy, her clit was on full display and her pussy lips looked so inviting.

I could clearly see her pussy was already wet, and her nipples were erect and hard. She looked so sexy.

I looked at my erect dick and hoped that I could satisfy her; I had pre-cum dripping from my tool already but I was in heaven; I was going to have a naked girl in my bed!

She pulled my hand and I laid next to her, kissing her and stroking her thigh. She took hold of my throbbing dick and started to stroke it. She let out a scream when my lips started licking her beautiful hard nipples, and within a few minutes I was easing my dick into her awaiting and very eager pussy.

We made love three times, slowly and gently, then fast and hard, and finally gently and passionately, before falling asleep in each other’s arms, it was amazing. We did not have oral sex because we both needed to make love so badly. I was praying that she didn’t regret things the next morning.

I was very happy when I was woken up by her mouth on my dick. She sucked me off, and I came in her mouth. She swallowed every last drop, it was fantastic. We pulled the sheet off and both lay there naked, caressing each other’s bodies and kissing each other. She told me that she loved last night, and I asked if she wanted to see me again.

“Yes please!” she cried. “I would love to see you as often as possible, you are an incredible guy!”

I kissed her passionately and told her that I thought that she was incredible as well!

She works in the office, so her work week is Monday through Friday. As it was now Saturday she did not have to go work. I pulled my shorts on and went to make coffee while she stayed naked in my bed.

I took Carole’s and Pat’s coffee to them, then quickly went back to the amazing Sara in my bed. I walked in and she was still lying naked and out of the sheet. I quickly stripped off my shorts to show my new erection, and I just stood there looking at her beautiful naked body

“What’s wrong?” sara asked me.

I smiled and replied, "Nothing, absolutely nothing, you are so freaking beautiful.”

She smiled and said, “Thank you, that makes me very happy that you think that.”

I was still just staring at her, and I said, “You are beautiful with your clothes on, but you are fucking beautiful naked.”

She blushed and said, “Do you mean that? Does my naked body make you happy?”

I pointed to my very erect and hard dick, saying, “Look at what your naked body does to me!”

She sat up, took my dick in her hands and gently kissed it, saying, “Well I love what your dick does to me.”

I looked as her tongue licked the length of my throbbing dick before she pulled me down to the bed. We made love again in my bed before taking a shower together and we made love in the shower before getting dressed and going down stairs. Sara left her thong off as she didn’t want to put it on as she had already worn it the previous night. I kept touching her ass and it felt amazing with no underwear covering it.

She told me that she was a little embarrassed as we walked from my bedroom because Pat and Carole would know that we had sex.

“We didn’t have sex baby,” I said. “We made love!”

Carole and Pat were already down stairs by the time that we went down. Carole hugged Sara and told her that she was happy that she stayed the night. We ate breakfast, and Carole and Pat went into town to buy their rings.

Sara and I made love again and again. We stayed naked in the living room until about three thirty. Carole and Pat arrived back home at around four o’clock and showed Sara and I their rings.

I took Sara home around five o’clock to change clothes and shower before coming back to spend another night with me. We showered at her apartment and made love again before going back to my house. Sara took her things to my bedroom.

Carole said to me, “I am so happy that you and Sara have hit it off, I was praying that you would, that’s why I asked her back last night.”

I told her that Sara was a great girl and Carole said. “I really wanted you to get with her, you deserve some happiness and sex! It was my plan to get you both together.”

I thanked her and told her that we had a great time and that I would be seeing her as often as I can.

“Ask her to move in with us,” Carole said with a smile.

“Maybe one day,” I replied. “We will see how things develop first.”

I saw Sara at every opportunity that I could. She spent five nights a week in my bed with me and I slept at her apartment the other two nights. She was adorable. I fell in love with her, and she had the same feelings for me!

She loved to suck my dick and swallow my cum, and told me that she will do anything that I ask; she is willing to try anything! She has the most gorgeous legs that I have ever seen, they are so beautifully toned and shapely. I love it when she wears short skirts that show off her beautiful legs.

I told her that I love it when she wears a thin cotton dress and no underwear, the light shines through the dress and you can see her amazing body through the dress. She now purposely leaves her underwear off when she comes over to me and deliberately wears thin cotton dresses just for me

I gave her a dare, to leave her underwear off while at work for a full day and wear a thin cotton dress; she did that on Friday!

I now have a girl that will do anything for me and loves me touching her body. She excites and pleases me in every way.

Part twenty two coming soon.