Her hands hitch up her long dress skirt and pull her knickers down her shapely legs and they fall on the grass as she steps out of them. “ happy now...�� she asks “Oh yes thank you”. She wanders back to the flowers leaving her panties on the grass. As she walks away she lifts her skirt flashing her fuckable arse in my direction turning her head and winking at me my cock is instantly hard. I hear a car on the gravel drive as the painter turns up and the side gate rattles as he returns to work. I did not recognise her so supposed she was fairly new. Especially as she was already weeping bitterly. Common with newcomers. I chained up Babbette and strolled across to Herman who must have been in charge of theother girl.“What’s Babbette been up to then?” he asked.“Nothing too serious. How about yours?”He made a face. “In for a good flogging. I reckon. Went out of control on her first call to duty.”“Oh dear, oh dear,” I grinned. “Mind you, it’s happened before.”“Still, it’s annoying to me.. Shocking myself with how bold I was acting, I wasn’t usually like this. But I felt so good. I felt his hands on the small of my back holding me close. I could feel every inch of him pressed against me. I felt his cock begin to swell, as our kisses got deeper. Again his hands cupped my ass as they made their way to the bottom of my short skirt. His hands felt like fire as they caressed my thighs this time I didn’t pull away when my skirt began to slide up as his hands continued to make their. " I'm afraid all I could do was splutter at the same time as going all colours at the red end of the spectrum. She stayed, toying with my mind for several seconds more and then moved back to a rather more decorous position. By then I had totally lost the plot and gave up, more than a little embarrassed and moved off to the back of the shop. Jo was still giggling some time later. Humming to myself, I turned round and ended up, off-balance, in Jo's arms. She had come up behind me and I had failed.