It was at a dinner dance at my husband Richard’s company Christmas celebration. Indian porn sex I hope Mike doesn’t get into too much trouble.”
“He can look after himself, don’t worry about that!” Richard assured me. “I think you enjoyed the evening didn’t you Tania?“ he quipped as we drove home “I’m bloody certain Mike did, might come in handy when promotions are being handed out!”
“You mercenary sod!” I snapped “so that’s why you encouraged me to go commando as well as topless?”
“Don’t pretend you weren’t pleased?”
“I won’t! Fortunately I had brought quite a large evening bag in which I hid the underskirt, before returning to the table completely naked under the revealing lace dress. “I haven’t any knickers on darling,” I chuckled. The other two men at the table were actually surprisingly encouraged by their respective wives to ask me to dance, although with the first being a barn dance, and the second a jive, neither of them had the same opportunity to discover my lack of underwear – although in the jive I gave everyone a wonderful display of bouncing boobs, lol.
