It was a little after seven when I heard him come in. I was waiting for him in the living room, feeling pleased as he bellowed out as he came through the kitchen, "Something smells delicious. What have you been up too, Pooh?"

He came striding into the living room and came to a complete stop as he found me waiting for him in front of the fireplace, his mouth hanging open in surprise even as my eyes went wide with surprise of my own. "Pooh...you're...you're beautiful." I was dressed in a lacy black garter belt, thigh high black hose and four inch black, high heels. Around my waist was...