Annette: If the truth be known, I did not expect to hold out forever, butevery day that I wore my old clothes seemed like a minor success for me.I wor... from home most days, just going into the office occasionally, so Ihelped myself by making more excuses to be in the office.Naomi: I did remind her that I was not expecting her to wear a dress towork (although I was tinkering with the idea of some less conspicuouswomen's wear) and said that I did not mind if she wore male clothing whenwe had. Others had plunge cleavage that went all the way down to her navel. Some blouses had the back open from the collar to the waist.The skirts were all short. When Ange saw them she wondered will they cover my pussy when I stand up. They did but only just. They were designed to show her pussy when she sat down or bent over. Some had a slit up the side to the waistband, others were wrap over but they showed a lot of leg to above the pussy height. Without exception they were designed to give easy. !! It was so big and was soo soft as jelly….I was slowly squeezing her boob and still there was no reaction from her.So I shifted my hand to her left boob,but her hand was obstructing me…I slowly slid my two fingers into her jacket searching for her nipple….and soon I found it.My cock was rock hard and was already oozing pre cum.I got a dirty idea, I took some precum from my cock to my fingers and slid my fingers into her jacket and applied my precum to her nipples,they became slippery, I. During the meal I kept my napkin across my lap successfully hiding thetelltale bulge. As we were finishing the salad and chicken the telephonerang. Martha excused herself and went to answer it. She was gone somefive minutes and when she returned she was ashen, trembling and tearswere running down her cheeks."Mummy, what's the matter?" Cristopher asked with concern."It's your granny," she said. "She's been taken ill and is in hospital.We shall have to go to her at once. She has no one else to.