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We arrived at the restaurant on time and were shown to our table, set for three. “Our guest on his own?” I enquired of my hubby. “Yeah, he rang earlier today to say his partner couldn’t make it. Why don’t you take your jacket off, it’s not to cold in here”. It was autumn and cool outside, but very pleasant in the restaurant. “No I’m fine,” I said. Just then our guest arrived at the foyer. “Mark, over here” my husband called. I watched this tallish good looking man walk towards us, early to mid thirties I thought, dark wavy hair, very nicely dressed in a male gay comics business suit, shirt and tie all matching perfectly. Wouldn’t mind seeing his muscular frame without his clothes I thought to myself and started to get that familiar warm feeling in my crotch. “Hi Rob, good to see you” he said to my husband “and you must be Catherine. I’ve heard so much about you but Rob didn’t do you justice.” Now that warm feeling started to become a wet feeling, I was definitely beginning to get very horny. Being paid a compliment from a very good looking young man when you are in your forty seven is quite a turn on. Not that I’m not well preserved mind you. I look after myself and am quite proud of my 36 26 36 figure. My legs are my greatest asset though, I always wear stilettos and at this stage Mark hasn’t seen male gay comics my legs male gay comics. “Thank you male gay comics Mark it’s very nice to meet you too” Dinner progressed nicely. The food was excellent and the conversation lively, although sometimes a little risqué. “Would you two like to come back to my place for a nightcap” Mark inquired.

My male gay comics hubby looked at me quizzically and I nodded “We’d love to” Rob said. “I came by cab so if you’re in your car I’ll hitch a ride and direct you” Mark said. “Fine” said Rob. We walked to the car and Mark acting the proper gentleman opened the passenger door for me. My husband has a Range Rover 4WD so it’s higher off the ground and I inevitably male gay comics show a fair bit of leg when I get in male gay comics. With the split in my skirt I showed a lot more thigh above the stocking tops, in fact my G-string was clearly visible. Mark did not take his eyes off my crutch. “OH I’m sorry” he said when he eventually looked up “It’s just that you’ve got great legs”. “Thank male gay comics you” I grinned “but I thought you were looking higher up” I smiled to myself as he went slightly red and climbed into the back seat. Mark directed us to a very nice apartment block in one of the better male gay comics areas of Mosman, an up-market part of the Sydney harbour area. He led us to the 3rd floor apartment, very spacious and tastefully furnished. “Port, scotch, wine, coffee?” Mark enquired. “I’ll have a port and a coffee thanks Mark” I said. “Me too” said my darling hubby who looked directly at me and winked. I smiled back. “Make yourselves comfortable” said Mark. I sat in a large single leather lounge chair directly opposite one of the 2-seater lounges. Mark returned with the ports and coffees and male gay comics placed them on the coffee table in front of me. “Darling would you help me off with my jacket please” I asked Rob. “Sure sweetheart” he replied and came over and slipped the jacket off my shoulders as I turned to face male gay comics Mark. The look on his face was priceless and he almost choked on his first sip of port. I was wearing a totally transparent black sleeveless male gay comics blouse and this wonderful bra my husband had bought me some months ago. There is no cup as such just a bottom and thin straps so that all of my breasts and by this stage, very erect nipples was clearly visible for all to see. “I see why you didn’t male gay comics want to take your jacket off in the restaurant” my hubby exclaimed. “I’m glad you didn’t” Mark smiled “I don’t think I’d have even looked at my dinner”