Finally one last time I look in the mirror, smoothing my hand over my cheek, down my chest, adjusting my breasts. I insert my fingers into my wet puss... one more time, removing the wet fingers, tasting myself. I adjust my skirt and stockings as I stand up tall admiring myself in the mirror. I tussle my hair giving it a sexy windblown look, and wink at myself in the mirror.**************He looks at me with surprise as I walk into the room. I can tell from the look in his eyes, that he is. They all start going their separate ways. It’s then I notice this nice looking woman standing alone next to the fireplace. She looks to be in her late 30’s, medium to light blonde shoulder length hair. She’s wearing a modest evening dress that shows that she has a good figure, not that of a playmate, but she doesn’t hurt the eyes. She’s about 5’4′ tall , maybe about a buck twenty five weight wise. She looks like she exercises to keep in shape, but doesn’t use weights. My guess is that she has. To make things worse i even had to act innocent in front of security. Only i and she know the truth happened in the evening. As i was finished lunch, waiting for her appearance, she came and told me “you are my senior, do not cross limits”As i was curious to effort the plan, i took my lighter and put it on the dustbin withhold function. Within few minutes i was away from bin, it started the fire. Happily i gained my confidence to shout to the people “fire…fire…fire….”Everyone split to. I then whispered in his ear, “I’ll pay you fifty if you go chat up the blonde. If you get to fuck her, I’ll give you a hundred more for her knickers as proof.”He looked at the blonde. She had already given him fifty to fuck me. He looked back at me, “Another hundred, you say? What if she wants to know why I wasn’t with you?”I nodded and grinned, “Tell her, it’s my time of the month.” He grinned and nodded back. I transferred the fifty to his account, handed him one of the bottles of plonk, and.