It was sunny and warm and on the beach many of the women were topless. From day one I asked Jean when she was going to take off her bikini top like t...e other women. At the end of the first week when we were on the beach she got up, undid the clasp at the back of her bikini and lay on her back with her bare white tits being seen by everybody around. At that point my cock suddenly went erect, something that had not happened for a long time. Jean turned over and saw the effect she had had on me.. I took a long relaxing bath and spent ages preparing myself, what should I wear, make up etc. Eventually, I decided it was going to be my thigh high leather boots, short mini skirt and the new top I had just bought which has a plunging v neck allowing easy access to my nipples! Underneath, I put on a lacy camisole and really sexy knickers. Once I had finished my make up, I sprayed my favorite perfume, Opium, all over and when I had finished I looked and smelt just like a whore in a brothel. My mom said she met Mrs. Silva the other day and said Mrs. Silva recently became widowed after her husband died in a freak accident at work and the company paid out a large sum of money. That afternoon while walking Hobbie, Mrs. Silva was just going for a jog. She stopped me this time to say hi, we talked for a little bit outside and she invited me in. I asked her about her two sons and she laughed, said she did not have any c***dren. I asked her about the two men helping her, and she laughed. Teasing you bring it up to caress my shoulders and neck, then finally my lips. I stick my tongue out to give the crop a small lick and I hear you suck in a sharp breath. You kneel and grab a handful of hair and bring my lips to meet yours in a kiss that leaves us both breathless. You stand again and order, “Remove the shirt slave.”I do as ordered and resume my position with my head down. You slap me across the shoulders and say, “Did I say put your head down? Look at me?”I do as ordered and.