It started out like basic "date night" – a movie and dinner.  My husband "B" was humoring my mood although he made it clear he was in the mood for more.  Just to show that my heart was in the right place, if not my mood, I dressed as sexily as suburbia would allow. A red blazer, a short black skirt with thigh high stockings, no panties or bra, and a tailored white blouse unbuttoned one button more than was "proper".After...