..could we have some service please” the deep male voice was behind her.Verity realised her arse was way bent over into the bay window spraying the ...erns. Shit how long had the guy behind her been rump perving, she thought.More than a good minute actually; Gareth and Stephan were both enjoying the display and we are not talking about the ferns here. They were both connoisseurs of femarse and this was quality nubile butt in tight fitting faded jeans.As the young lass turned out of the display. The Sellafield nuclear reactor has just exploded.Yes, it is Chernobyl all over again..."This was not what I wanted to see, yet as I watched, the images from mydream appeared superimposed over the images on the screen. The matchwas startling. Somehow, I had dreamed this event exactly as ithad occurred, and (I believed) simultaneously. Fascinated by thisdevelopment (and disgusted with myself for being fascinated) Icontinued to watch.*The dreams continued along those lines. We were dreaming of. “I’m going to change. I’ll be out in a few minutes. Pour me something to drink,” she said while dashing into the bedroom.I put dinner on the table, poured the wine, and stared at the closed bedroom door in contemplation of what she was up to. When it opened and Julie stepped into the doorway, my shy, reserved little wife had transformed herself into a seductress. She wore a red corset trimmed with black lace and a tiny pleated, plaid miniskirt. Her long slender legs were accentuated by black,. Susan gasped as my fingers made contact with her pussy, and then she turned her head toward me and said “I was right, that checkout girl did get you horny.” By this time my hormones were in overdrive so I unzipped my trousers and pulled out my hard prick, I just needed to fuck someone so I pulled Susan up until she was leaning over the sink; I lifted her skirt over her waist, pulled her panties to one side, aimed my cock at her pussy and thrust into her.Susan yelped at the sudden penetration as.