I had a great imagination here, and knew the exact outfit I would wear to entice both myself and Narcissa. It would be leather, black, and shiny; snug and perfectly accentuating my curves. She found me sexy, and the look of naked lust in her eyes was the sexiest thing I have ever seen. My wife would, of course, be wearing nothing at all. Except maybe a collar or some restraints to keep her hands tied away from me. She would beg and whimper just to touch me, and I would make her earn it. I began to wonder how long it has been since I last touched myself, and when the dreams included Cissy, but quickly put it out of my mind as the nimble fingers found their goal inside me.