#371241 - But when did last weekend begin? When I left Jens house wearing tiny tartan miniskirt and a new pair of black fishnet stockings? When I kissed my husband goodbye before I drove to Jens house? When I hid the sports bag containing my secret outfit in the boot of the car the day before? Was it the previous Friday when I spent 4 hours cyber-wanking with a stranger…telling him all about my crazy sex life? Was it 5 years ago when I realised that my husband alone couldn’t satisfy my sexual urges? Or was it 20 years ago when I was 17 and discovered the power that stockings have on the male of the species? I was really starting to buzz with excitement as I drove the 4 miles to Jens house. “Deano!” a voice suddenly called out into the darkness, “Deano? Is that you?” The voice sounded frantic. We chatted and drank for nearly an hour until I realised that we were in an isolated part of the bar.
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