I went up to Manchester to complete the deal or rather I was dispatched up there by Dave, knowing full well I was only sweetening the deal, men they s...metimes treat us like idiots. Anyway all I did was pick up the papers at Arnold’s factory take them back to my hotel, and wait to be picked up for what he called a celebratory meal that evening.I went a little out of the way to look nice, well to look sexy really. I always wear good sexy underwear but tonight I added stockings and suspenders and. There was no doubt about it, the encounter had affected Wilma deeply. It wasn't enough that she had found herself thinking about it on and off all weekend, pictures of Charlotte's rebounding globes burned on her retina; now on Monday morning she'd caught just one glimpse of the girl and already she was flooding her underwear. And she hadn't even seen Gerald or the other boy yet. This was a nightmare! Someone was sure to notice. She was uncomfortably aware of the scent of her own arousal. How. I start touching yourself over my pants, drifting off into fantasy while I look at the back of their heads, remembering how they look, their big breasts hiding under their summer dresses.One of them stand up, turn around and we make eye contact. She smiles but I am so embarrassed I avert my eyes. "Don't want to seem creepy, that will ruin my chances. Oh god that was probably creepy, it's over. I'll spend the festival alone." I panic.Before my train of though finish I notice she's standing over. I was pretty hungry so I decided to go and dine in Mrs. Hill’s house. I went to wash my hand. When I was alone in the bathroom I couldn’t help but jack off thinking about the last fuck I had with my ex-classmate. When I was about to go out of the bathroom the door flung open, it was Mrs. Hill, and she was absolutely naked. I bumped into her on the way out. She cupped her hands round my body and pressed me close against her big belly and huge sagging melons. All I was left to do was to cup my.