Gary undressed then took a long hot shower, scrubbed his body with the special soap, thoroughly washed his penis, scrotum and spent a lot of time on his anus, then he shampooed his hair, twice, rinsed, toweled his body dry, shaved, tapped his wrists with the cologne then dressed in black trousers and a white shirt to have sex with a real woman.
Two minutes later, Gary was pressing Lane’s doorbell button and waiting with nothing on his mind except determination. When the door opened, Lane was standing barefoot and holding a bath towel in her hand. She was dressed in a light blue bathrobe and it appeared she had just bathed. “Good morning sweetie,” she said softly then she opened the door wider and whispered, “come in.”
As Gary stepped over the threshold his nostrils picked up a flowery fragrance unlike anything he had ever experienced. He thought about embracing the woman instead he stepped beside her and waited for her to close the door. He watched her elegant hands turn the lock device, set the chain lock then throw the dead bolt knob. He felt he was being imprisoned for one thing only and his heart began to pound in his ears.
When Lane turned toward Gary she smiled and placed her hands on his cheeks then said, “You smell nice Gary, I’ve always liked that cologne on my men,” then she brushed by Gary and he felt her breast gently brush his arm as he inhaled her fragrance. He had to speak but it was harder than he thought to ask the woman if she’d take her robe off and show him what she looked like completely naked. Instead he said, “I have lots of questions now.”
“Have a seat on the sofa honey, give me a few minutes, when I get back you can ask all the questions you want … and put that ring in your pocket,” said Lane as she motioned toward the sofa.
Gary quickly pulled his wedding ring off, stuffed it deep into his pant pocket then sat on the sofa as Lane disappeared down the hallway. When she was out of sight, Gary began scanning all the objects in the room. He noticed things he had never seen before and they appeared too expensive for his taste but he had no way of judging their value to Lane, or their cost. He noticed a fancy wall clock in the distance mounted above a paper calendar in the kitchen but time was unimportant. Gary waited patiently while straining his ears to hear anything indicating a woman in the other room doing something special. After not hearing anything for a while he glanced again at the wall clock and felt he was timing Lane, but didn’t know why. An hour later, Lane emerged and Gary nearly fell off the sofa.
Lane had completely changed her look. Her hair seemed lighter and the waves were fluffier, her eyes seemed to be the focus of her face and she had an incredible glow, Gary couldn’t resist gazing at her huge breasts and her thick but shapely body until he realized she was wearing a bathing suit and high heel shoes. He had never seen anything as tiny as the cloth she had around her shapely body and he had to ask, “What happened to your robe?”