I was sure that she did not wear anything inside her nighty as I was able to see her big boobs. The neck of her nighty was big & I was able to see hal... of her boobs she bends down. She then asked about my personal details & I said her everything. After some time I said, “Madam I’ll leave now.” She asked me the reason & I said frankly that I am not able to control myself looking at her sexy figure. She then laughed & said me not to control. I was stunned on hearing this. I immediately pushed her. Like tax, part of the price of doing work. She did learn to avoid the sleazier ones, the types who suggested that she might like to party with them and their friends that weekend.There were more scenes with two or more guys, more gangbangs, some humiliation and the start of BDSM. Like I thought, most of the BDSM scenes had been faked and that was okay with her; the restraints were never over-tight, the light floggers used on her didn’t sting or leave a mark, and she found that she quite enjoyed. There are patches of rocks on the beach that you can go behind and there are dunes with aran grass on them. You can either go up in the dunes and lay down on a rug, else you get hideously sandy and it chafes, or you can go up against the rocks. The sea is too wild to go in, and sea sex is better someplace warm, where the sea is clear and blue. We could plan to go to one of those quiet, beautiful, wild beaches. I could have a dress on, so that I don’t need to wear any panties and you can slip. Anne was pleased as well. That evening Anne called round to pick up Stan in her blue sports car. Stan wore a simple but clean pair of jeans and a t-shirt, with a light woollen sweater in case it was colder when they came out of the cinema later. Anne honked the horn outside his house, and Stan hurried out the door to get to her car before his neighbours complained. As he climbed into the car Stan looked over at the blonde in the driving seat. Anne was wearing a black wraparound skirt and red.