It was very pretty withthe skirt finishing about 2" above my knees and having widepleats across the rear, a square neck and short sleeves. It fitme pe...fectly and I loved it.Sally Anne wore a short pleated white skirt and white stockingswith a pink and grey soft jumper and after quickly doing hermakeup we were ready.The others were waiting for us and all looked very smart in amixture of dresses and skirts.We drove to the pool and my heart was pounding at the thought ofwhat we were about to do.. Of course Frank laughed. ‘Frank wrote that song for mom. One day when we were down at the pub, a man representing the Statler Brothers came in and asked Frank about the song. They asked permission to record it and Frank gave them permission. In fact they paid Frank for the rights to the song and he gave…’ ‘That’s enough, Rosie. They don’t need to know everything.’ ‘No, Frank, I need to tell them. Frank received a check he had endorsed over to me and my husband Bill for twenty thousand dollars. She was not concerned at that moment about the case but only the fact that he possessed the largest dick she had encountered in a very long time. The less than optimally skilled attorney made up for his shortcomings by giving her two very real orgasms inside a ten minute stretch and she was eternally grateful for his kind intentions in helping her reach her climax quickly by inserting his fat thumb up her rear portal and twisting it rudely in every direction.The memory of that moment caused Meg. She’s caught on to this trash talk game already. I smile and suck her neck. Her slim, tan body curves under me, slipping into a more comfortable position. My hands explore up her stomach and over her breasts, taking time to rub her nipples and turn her on. She’s breathing heavier already and I close my mouth over hers, but only for a moment. She pulls away and I think I’ve blown it. Fuck, what did I do? “Take my dress off,” she whispers the order. Her smile melts me and I can’t resist. I slide.