The Countess returned to the settee and took up her reading, patientlyawaiting the arrival of Captain Reginald. As the tower bell struck thehalf hour...and then the hour, she began to worry that he had not receivedher note, or worse, that he had taken it as some trivial socialinvitation of no urgency. She rose and began to pace in a swirl andrustle of petticoats. The tower bell struck the half hour and still noCaptain Reginald. Then, just as the Countess had conceded the failure ofher effort,. If you likedthat sort of thing.It was not the first time I'd been approached while out with Grace. AndI'd become pretty comfortable talking with guys at the club. Keeping myvoice soft and a touch higher than my natural tone, as I'd been taught,I affected a look of surprise. "Oh wow, that's really sweet of you. Only..." I gave him my most dazzling smile."Thing is you see, my friend and I have got to drink up quickly, thenspin the bottle to work out which one of us is going to eat out theother's. My breasts are full and voluptuous, a nice 38 C (another feature I’m ok with) As I walk down the street in my dream I am aware of three men standing in front of a store front. I am not immediately concerned by their presence. They seem safe enough for me to walk past. Until I get closer, I can hear them saying things about my figure. I am still not worried and continue forward, knowing that I do have to pass them in order to get home. “Hey doll,” one of them says as I get closer, “how about. I pondered from the kitchen door and then went and rummaged around in the drawer under the telly where we keep Video’s, making sure I bent right over knowing my skirt would hitch up and my knickers would be showing.I jumped up and trotted back into the kitchen making sure my tits bounced. As I watched Bill his hand moved over his lap and I knew then I’d turned him on. Bill was always round our house talking to Terry, they were both the same age, 55, and had known each other all their.