Tommy and Gina’s Story: One Wild Night

I told Gina ’Wow, you’re getting bold in your sexual prime!’ and she said ‘not as bold as he was!‘ and we both giggled.

Right then she turned off the camera and I asked her to show me the rest of her pics.

She said ’..no, save the batteries for the concert. I do have some pics that I want you to see though, so wait for me to show them to you, ok?

I knew that it had to be a sexy pic or something of that nature, but she already did send me a cell phone pic of herself naked in front of her Miami bathroom mirror-totally naked with one leg up on the counter. What could be more graphic than that? Then it dawned on me and I thought ’wait, she wasn’t tan in that cell pic. Hmm, she must have taken that when she just arrived at Miami’. I loved that pic of her. She looked 21 years old, horny and most important; she took that cell pic for me. I let that thought go by and looked out the window to see where we were. She gently sighed and rested her head back on the head rest and stared out the window.

After we got onto the Route 1&9 approach to the city she opened her window again. Once again, her hair wafted upward and gently fell to her shoulders every two or three seconds. It wasn’t like her to allow her hair to get out of place, but her thoughts were clearly in a distant place as she stared out at the New York skyline while approaching the Holland Tunnel. The little black club dress she was wearing was the hottest little thing that I’ve seen my beautiful wife ever wear. I mean this thing was pretty damn thin…almost sheer.