" I got the same impression, but he didn't actually say that." It's not possible," said Claire."Why not?" Because he's a wimp," she said. "He's spinel...ss." A perfect reason to hire someone else to do his dirty work." He wouldn't have the faintest idea where to hire people like that," she snorted."How do you know that?" he asked. "You don't really remember much about him ... right?"She ran in silence for twenty yards."I guess you're right." You should go home. I mean to your house. Just walk in. ..A few minutes later as we were slowing for Piccadilly Circus I deliberately ran the back of my hand down her ass....And then as we pulled away, deliberately stroked from just above the hem of her flowing, nearly knee length skirt and slowly up with my index finger.....I let my finger tail off around the back of her thighs and as my finger pulled away I felt the tell tale feel of stocking tops.....Neither of us looked at each other, and neither of us said anything, but by now my cock was. Covering the mouthpiece she said it was Tara and that she and Alice were on their way over and not too far out of town, no doubt doing their bit to add to the holiday chaos on the road! Going by the one ended conversation it sounded as if they were stuck for something and somewhere to go. It was always a pleasure to be in their company and the four of us made a formidable team. Rachel gave me one of those looks only a woman can give "Could you be a darling and book another two seats for lunch?”. I reminded her that he very likely had heard her cum. She had forgotten about that and squirmed a little in her seat. She had fantasizing about that night for a long time now and had masturbated about it more times than she could count. She also wishes she could have seen his hard cock. She knows he jerked off afterward. She really wanted to go downstairs and watch him.With those guys staring at her in the backyard this week, especially Friday, it was making her crazy. She sooo wanted to be.