Cmon, dont you want to pass? Jill took the picture. Of course her cleavage was fully visible, but what wasnt expected was how much she was blushing. ...Hunter: Wow youre cute. I like it. Jill: What next? I really need to pass. Hunter: Is there anyone with you? Jill: No, Im alone in my room. Hunter: Why dont you get rid of that pesky shirt? Im sure youre body will warm up real soon. Hunter: Now, that bra and while youre at it how about them panties. Mmm baby, youve got me all excited just. "Okay keeping to the metaphor I return serve without a word, unhooking my skirt I let it drop to the carpet and my blouse follows suit. Mel doesn't need a bra but Meg and I do so I'm thankful that today, I'm wearing "grown up" undies, dark blue matching bra and panties of cotton with a little discrete lace edging. I unhook my bra and slip off my panties with an air of triumph and gesture at Mel and Meg. Mad Mel never backs down and she strips like lightening, naked she looks more like Billy. I also need to book the tickets to Mexico tonight because you prevented me from it last night. Ok, I will call you later and have a good day at court. Thank you. I told the staff that I need everyone back in the store by 4PM today because I have some business news to tell you. I text Juan about the dinner tonight telling him I will bring a guest. What restaurant and time do I need to be their? I went off to do my job on getting some new customers and everything went prefect. I got a text back. The rounded cushion was about as high as the top of my leg. I draped the belt over it, then leant over it myself, savouring the feel of the firm cushion against my pelvis. I found if I stood on tiptoe I could lean over and grasp the seat cushion. I could picture the inviting prospect of my lycra clad backside positioned provocatively over the end of the chaise. Then I heard the leather belt beside me moving. I froze as I sensed, then heard the swish of the leather, then gasped as an explosion.