. I was going to eat after.”“Please. Join me; I don’t like to eat alone.”With some apparent reluctance she ladled herself a bowl and sat at th... table with me.Oxtail soup, home made, thick and rich. Fresh bread-rolls, home baked, not long out of the oven and still warm and crusty. Water – spring water from a well behind the house – and after the meal, Earl Grey tea, leaf tea in a pot, poured through a strainer. Perfect.“Wonderful, Sally. Thank you.”Her head dipped and a flush crept up her neck.. Of course we decided to watch one with an especially funny name. You know, just to "laugh at it", lol. I thought I would explode if she didn't touch me soon. I was as wet as anyone has ever been in I think. Finally we playfully started wrestling. When our boobs rubbed together and both of our nipples were hard, I could take it no longer. I told her that I really wanted to kiss her now. She leaned in without hesitation and soon our tongues were exploring each other's mouths. It was such a. The whole thing was so exciting and I got a thrill out of it all, I looked back at him over my shoulder and saw him still standing there with a bulge in his pants. Later that night, once everybody was asleep I changed into a dress that was so short that it couldn’t even really be considered as a dress. It was all part of the game of course; from the way he had reacted earlier on I knew I could get him. He was sitting at his computer, his eyes glued to the screen. “Hey” I said,. They were so small and light as to be almost not there! They matched the brassiere so perfectly though. She just had to try them on! "Snug." She said as her face almost glowed red. "I look like that girl on the cover of Leon's sports periodical." That decided her. On they would stay! Leon obviously liked things like this. Perhaps she would let him have just a tiny itty-bitty peek later on. "Perhaps not!" she giggled.She was thrilled with the brassiere though! "It's so comfortable!" The only.