We talked for about 5 minutes about the usual mudane subjects, whilst he sucked thoughtfully on his second cigarette squinting slightly and screwing h...s face up with every draw. He stubbed it out in the ashtray which was nailed to the desk, and then out of the blue he cupped his hand awkwardly round under the table and rested it on the warm crotch of my pink cotton knickers. I shuddered Ian, are you mad? I whispered. of course I am, Im in here! he replied laughing chestily with a hint of. Trisha had continued to be uncomfortable and distracted since the night before."What's going on, Sweet? I hope you're not thinking about breaking up with me because of this thing with Jeff. We're going to fight him, and I'll stand by you; you know that." Thanks. It's nothing like that. But, we do need to talk." Uh, oh. Famous last words. Let's go get comfortable." Mark placed his arm around Trisha's shoulders as they went to the sofa. He didn't lose contact when they sat down, and proceeded to. She said ‘You know, yeah, that fits okay’. I was expecting her to keep the top on as she tried the bikini bottoms half on, but instead, she reached behind her and undid the bikini top and pulled it off her, so her tits were naked again. Then I realised, yeah, she enjoyed the shop man seeing her tits and wanted to show them to him again. She handed the bikini top back to me and started to un-button her shorts. I said ‘Really, Susanna, are you going to show it to him?’ Susanna smiled and said. We were speechless, in fact I was rising my brain what to say, but instead of that I was smiling too like stupid boy of 11, who saw pussy for the first time. She measured me too; I could swear that she looked my tight stiffed pants. Her gown was gray. The two black strips over gray color made nice collar from her neck to her stomach. Between then there were very nice pare of boobs, made so perfect boob’s line. She was so sexy in it, in fact pretty, sexy women can wear curtain, and she would be.