"Let's see if I can turn him on," she thought.Over utility lingerie she put on a blouse, jersey and slacks. She noted with satisfaction that the jersey showed her breasts off. She slipped the mackintosh on over the top and went downstairs. She stood silently before him and then having turned completely round she took the mackintosh off. She noticed his eyes flick to her breasts. Again she turned and faced him."Very nice," he said. "The green of your jersey goes very well with your eyes."She smiled and then taking the hem of the jersey she whipped it over her head.He nodded approvingly. "Good," he smiled. "I thought that blouse would suit you. What's next?"She smiled but said nothing. She gathered up the clothes and ran back upstairs."I won't bother with the rest of the day clothes," she thought. "Evening dress next."She dressed again putting the coat on over the dress. Unused to them she tottered slightly in the high heels. She brushed her hair and then returned downstairs.Again he. ’ She rubbed her hand against the scratchy beginnings of a beard, remembering how it had begun to make an appearance by the late evening before. ‘I liked it, lightly, on my… skin.’ she said simply. She could feel his cheek crease with a smile. ‘All right. Duly noted. Let’s find out what else you like.’ His hands left her breast to smooth down her ribcage and over her belly, stopping here and there to track a curve, to circle and dip into the tiny indentation of her navel. His fingertips came to rest over the waistband of her underwear. She tingled when he angled his head to whisper into her ear, waiting in anticipation for his next words. When he spoke, the tingle intensified andflowed to every erogenous zone. ‘When you masturbate, do you take your panties off?’ John’s fingertips slipped underneath the waistband they had been tracing. ‘Usually.’ She hesitated, gathering herself to elaborate the way she knew he was hoping for. ‘Most of the time I take them off, and… lay under the.
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