It was then that I started to notice two things. First of all, I saw that my wife was really staring to flirt with Billy. Now Anne Marie is a wonderfu... flirt, and she was doing a bang up job. There was a lot of giggling and sly smiles and whispering to each other. It was really starting to turn me on. The other thing I noticed was that both Billy and Brett were really starting to check my wife out. I mean they had been stealing glances all day, but now they were getting a bit bolder. Her legs. It was an attic room with no carpet and no shade on the overhead lamp.What amounted to a kitchen was arranged in a cavity at one end of theroom: off-white fridge and cooker with rusty hinges. There was a barewooden table and a mattress on the floor under the window. What wouldit be like to live here?I couldn't wait to find out."It's very nice." Don't be sarky. What the fuck d'ya want?" She looked at mesuspiciously, arms folded, ankles crossed, bum on the edge of thetable.All I had to do was. Charlie laughed in shock, but Sylvia held her friend close and asked her why not. They were both women, had the same bits and were both frustrated for different reasons.Not waiting for her friend's reply, Sylvia started to undress.This seemed to give Charlie the confidence she needed. Removing her clothing, she stood next to her friend and giggled, “so now what do we do ?”Sylvia told her friend to lie on the bed, whilst she put on the strap on. “I think we should have a shower first,” Charlie. Raymond watched her go, following her legs, wonderful legs. He was a leg man. The first time he’d seen her that had been it, the legs, which had made him look at her. Long legs coming out of the dark under her short black skirt and finishing in high heels. He’d wanted to follow them up and put his hand up in the dark place hidden at the top. He sat there with the two empty cups on the table till the waitress took them away. ‘Would you like anything else Sir?’ she asked him brightly Leaving.