Her body instantly lifted, her back arched and she let out a sharp `OOH,’ he waited, for her to thank him, which at Madelaine`s prompt she did. “O...e thank-you Sir” she intoned, the second followed, this time with her not being prompted she replied and by the sixth her arse looked much pinker, her groans louder, and tears were in the offing, and whether she liked it or not, her sex was beginning to enjoy the process, and she was holding off her replies to allow her the opportunity of collecting. He wassuperbly happy until he heard Joyce laugh out loud. They returned back, and Margaret told him Joyce said the guestswould be arriving in about an hour. She told him his party dresswas lying on her bed. He went in and saw the red brocade dresslying there. He liked that dress and quickly had it on with itsmatching heels. It was tight on him but he didn't care. Joyce told him he looked like a beautiful pansy in it. Margarettold him to go put his name pin on, and that his perfume was on. Jane asked me, "Tell me, Simone, have you ever performed?"I was uncomfortable with how French women tended to pronounce my name (likethat of Simone de Beauvoir) so I corrected her explaining my name waspronounced Simon before I said I hadn't ever performed cabaret.Just then she looked at the clock and said, "Merde!" And then apologisedto me before explaining that she had to perform next on stage but we wouldgo out after that and have a drink at the Irish pub.I was transfixed as I recognised. Just before I started unbuttoning her blouse he came over and sat on the other side of me. As I reached for her first button his hand was also on the first button on my shirt. I really didn't like the idea of him taking my clothes off also but couldn't resist undressing his wife. Once I had all the buttons undone I slowly removed her blouse and discovered she had no bra on. There in front of me was those nice tits I had seen in the car. He had also removed my shirt and was licking my tits. I.