He took me to his house and we chatted and drank for hours out of the blue he asked ?ARE YOU READY? with my head swimming I said yes. Without another ...ord he picked me up off the couch and put me on the floor. He stripped all my clothes off in what felt like a blink of the eye. He stopped and went to closet and got a weird looking outfit. Again he asked ?are you ready? I found myself saying yes again, The spandex costume slid on me with ease, My hands didn’t come out the sleeves, He had me fold. "What are you doing here????" Shopping I replied with a warm smile, "Oh god you have made me wet my panties" sorry I said and leaned forward to kiss you on the cheek. You said that is a little tame after what we have been through isn't it! I didn't think I could take liberties with you in the middle if Waitrose "why not Peter have you not learned anything from my emails!" Unfortunately your clothes would not help in what we had in mind but as you turned to put the wine bottle back I could not. (these days the tide IS on the way out), it didn't seem to bother her at all. I think the soles of her pretty feet were the only things I didn't get to clean. She loved having her breasts washed...almost as much as being pushed up against the glass and having them sucked. I soaped-up her cute little bottom multiple times and had her suck me stupid kneeling on the floor of the shower while I watched the water run down her face and breasts in fascinating rivulets. She was so lovely! . The bathrooms were too obvious, there were parts of a snack bar that were hidden but not well enough. Then I found it. A baggage room that was never locked, I checked it three different times and it was never locked. I figured at night when no one was awake, we could go in there, but would he? When ever I saw him the next day I would be more lude. Once when I passed his seat I licked m lips slightly. The next time I squeezed my ass as I went by. Another time I actually stuck my finger in.