"Okay, lover boy, what are your plans for tonight? Where do you want to take me? And what do you want me to wear for our date?" "There is a steakhous... across the street. Let's go there. And I want you to wear that yellow sun dress, and nothing else." "Nothing else? Not even panties? No bra? Baby, I will feel so exposed. Honey, you need to understand that my nipples poke out like pebbles when I am aroused, and I will be aroused all night. It will be very obvious in that dress. I should wear a. As I walked through the parking lot I saw one of my co workers Trish bent over while sitting in her car. I thought something was wrong so i approached her car and as i got closer she looked up and waved me away. I had stumbled upon her pumping her breast milk. I was embarrassed and yes aroused. She was trying to be discreet but she is too well endowed to hide that beautiful pair. Later I apologized for interrupting her and told her I thought something was wrong and wanted to help. She said not. He was six feet four inches, he later admitted, and had a hard body to die for--sort of like a twenty year old Arnold Scharwzeneger, though not quite so muscle bound.He was a blonde, blue eyed Adonis with a ruddy, outdoor complexion. He wore a business suit, white shirt and tie with dark loafer shoes. He looked to be in his late twenties or early thirties. He had a smile that would melt an iceberg."My name's Don. Might I ask what yours is?" Mine's Sue."We then began a soft conversation, getting. “Actually, he watched us tonight. I just didn’t tell you in case you got too nervous to do it.”My words hung in the air as she looked at me.“What?” she said.I couldn’t tell if she was angry or not.“It happened tonight, sweetheart,” I said. “Someone already watched us.”She just looked at me, not saying anything else.Eventually, she said, “I’m not sure what to say.”“I should have told you up front,” I said.“No, it’s actually ok, I think it was better this way,” she admitted. After a moment’s.