"Young man, if you are finished resting," a voice drifted down from the next ledge above me. "I could sure use a hand." I sighed, loudly, and crawled ...ut of my nest to resume climbing. A strange sight met my eyes as I peeked over the next ledge. A very large man dressed in bright red peasant clothes hung from one arm at the edge of the path. He had managed to get one foot back on the path, but the other dangled over a five hundred foot shear cliff."You ARE in trouble!" I agreed, working my way. I thought Liz was shopping more for herself than me when she bought lacyunderwear, but the bra's were too small for her and the blouses too big. It wasn't until later that she revealed that she wanted me to wear themto work. She said how turned on she would be and I guessed that theblouses would look like men's shirts even if they were oddly cut, and no-one would see the underwear. I went to work like that for the next fewmonths while Bella was away at college. On the weekends Liz and I. Picture him free, straight-backed, bathed in sunlight, full of glory and pride and confidence you could bounce steel off. “Hi. Please, come through.” His voice was oddly soft, his accent lilting, his manner stopping just short of deferential. I nodded to the old man who harrumphed and went back to his books. Moving toward Yoreth I couldn't help but look him up and down, and up and then down again, trying not to wonder at what might lurk in the centre of those black trousers. “Sorry, he's not. She motioned me over and when I began to unzip my pants, she shook her head, put her hands on my shoulders, and forced me to my knees. I touched her pussy with my fingers, which she met with a sigh of approval. I began to finger her with hands, one penetrating her and massaging her g-spot, the other softly massaging her clit. I began to increase my speed and intensity, and she responded with quickening breath and shaking after a few minutes, she put her hand on my head and forced it into her.