It was a hot day, and to try to force things along a bit, I was wearing a bikini of the scantiest sort.I sat down and began, "Hugh, that matter we wer... talking about a couple of weeks ago…" "Yes?" he said quickly, indicating that he understood what I meant. "Darling," I continued, "I've given it a lot of thought, and although I haven't been able to come up with a compete solution, there is one thing that could be done which might help." He looked a bit disappointed, but asked, "What do you. Knowing him, it will be late. I'm off to Bingo; I'll be back around 9.30. Like me to make you a drink sweetheart?" "I'm fine Mum, I'll have my bath then take a cup of chocolate up to my bedroom. I have some papers to go over; must get them done before morning!" See you when I get back then Hun! Don't leave it too late you looked bushed!" Ok, Mum! You have a nice time!"Sarah leisurely walked up the stairs from the kitchen, her hot chocolate in one hand, and paperwork in the other. Unaware that. ” I announced to her, lightly patting her leg. “You know what you need to do.” I said, as her pale face grew red and she stood up, walking over my victorious friend. She stood in front of him, his hands running up and down her exposed body, groping her ass, her tits through the thin material. “Common, on your knees.” Frank ordered.I watch as the woman I love falls to her knees in front of him with a smile on her face. She’s my slut, after all, always eager to follow orders. My girlfriends small. I loved it, but was genuinely surprised by it. We were discussing it one evening in her home, with me saying I still didn’t believe it could have that effect. Caroline had walked into the room in the middle of the conversation and, sitting down on the sofa next to me, asked what we were talking about. Without thinking, I told her that Geraldine got turned on by me massaging her thighs and then asked, again without thinking, does this do anything for you? At which point I quite firmly squeezed.