"Bemused, but smiling, I enter the bathroom and slipped into a stall at the end. I opened the bag and pulled out the first item. A kilt. In just a few...moments I'd undressed and donned the outfit. Complete with tasseled shoes, high socks and tam I came out of the stall to see what the effect was. A smiling Scotsman faced me from the mirror. It felt oddly arousing to have no underwear on with the kilt. I felt every breeze caress my legs and buttocks. I stuffed my clothes into the bag and headed. It was a nice house, and she pulled into the driveway and we got out. She unlocked the front door and we entered. We went to the kitchen and she offered me a drink. I took a soda, and she led me to her den."OK, so what can I help you with?" I asked."I've heard something about you," she said, giving me a predatory look. "I've heard that you really know how to please a woman, and that you know how to keep your mouth shut about it." Excuse me?" I said, completely shocked."I heard that you can. She did it. Then when the next drop dripped on her fingers, she took it without being told. K was learning.She began to look up into his face and then back to his cock. Each time she looked at his face he would smile at her and tell her how nice her hand felt and what a good job she was doing for him. She would smile up at him and tell him she was glad. He had made her feel so good and she was happy to do the same for him.Then one time she smiled at him, he said: “Now try and suck it K. Try and. “I called you here to thank you Dick my boy,” Penny grinned, altering her high heeled stance amongst the straw of the luxurious Ketterer horse box that transferred the thoroughbreds from place to place.“But maam ... what we doing in ... heeerrrreee? he gasped as Penny hung her coat up and unzipped her dress. The box smelled of horse shit, but had been cleaned ready for the return home. Her dress joined her coat and she stepped up to Dick, wearing only her brassiere, light tan hold up stockings,.