"So, as they say I think that's a pretty watertight case."Clare sat down again on the edge of the seat I thought I caught a glimpseof stocking top."So... what you just decided to take up with Ken." Well I have to admit I was a bit surprised we have all seen his dominantside and to be honest I quite like that. When you were in Edinburgh, Iwas out in the car one day damn think broke down I was already worked upthat my husband now had tits of his own that might get bigger than mine.Anyway, Ken drove. I knew what he wanted or at least thought I did but I resisted the temptation for quite a few days, almost two weeks in fact. Then one evening after a night out with a mate who had got the Tube home, I went around to the address.It probably took me a good half an hour to get up the courage to press the intercom and get admitted to the Victorian looking flats. I went into his flat which was brilliantly fitted out and we had a coffee.He was sitting on the sofa in the middle of the room and told. .. did he know? No he couldn't, she had been alone ... after all she had looked around before..."What did you see?"Again the answer came quickly enough."You know..."And then she knew that someone had seen her when she thought she had been sitting here alone in this chair at this carousal desk fingering herself beneath her skirt. She expected to feel embarrassment and even shame but though she awaited those sensations ... instead she felt excitement well in side of her.It had started innocently. Laughing at my consternation, Wayne held out his hand to the woman, who quickly grasped it in hers, squeezing it, and he introduced me to his wife, Anne. Whether I gaped at them in astonishment, I’m not sure after all this time, but they both laughed at me. Wayne told me not to worry about being photographed, saying that the photos would be for their private collection and for their eyes only, adding that they were also a form of insurance against anybody doing anything silly. I could only.