A shop assistant, an old acquaintance, anybody? I took the bus but it had only gone a few hundred yards when I saw Young Andy, striding out headed in ...he direction of town. I liked Young Andy, although 'young' he wasn't. Certainly no younger than I. He was a terrible flirt, especially when Neville or Mags, his wife, was around, always called me 'Babe' and gave me a peck on the cheek. If Neville was around he would say 'If she ever wears you out Nev, give me a call and I'll help you out.' And. "That sounds like a lovely idea," for all his humor at idea, Nimrod looks just as hungry as me."You and your sweet tooth," Saul tisks at him, but he lays out the bread and jam and sits down to join us.The tea is some fragrant herbal thing that Saul like's, we sip quietly as we nipple our snack."To answer you dear Saul, Saber was not the only person who wanted to talk to me," I look over at him."Oh, do tell," he brightens up and leans in pensively."Yes. Saber wanted to talk about my findings at. It wouldn’t take much to inadvertently flash herself—sit the wrong way, or bend over a little too far, and Exhibitionism City, here I come.Good. Maybe it was time she showed a little skin. She wouldn’t be trolling tonight with Bob beside her but she would have to soon enough. After the divorce.She swallowed a sob, the life ebbing out of her again. The self-centered prick! Maybe she would troll tonight. It would serve him right, let him know what he’d be missing.She took off the dress and. "I was busy staring at our dear doctor's shapely legs, round firm ass covered up in a tight skirt, and the swell of her ample bosom confined in her tight labcoat and blouse. My horniness had become nearly insatiable today, especially since my wife had cut me off in the bed room for over a week. As I shamelessly ogled Dr. Nolan, fantasies abounded in my head involving her bent over the examination table behind her, her blonde hair tousling about as I rammed home. Fucking hell, this was getting.