I slipped out of my conservative skirt and blazer and wiggled into the dress. I was so tight on me, it showed my underwear and bra lines. She called o...t how did it fit, and I opened the door so that she could see. I said that it was too tight, but she shook her head and said it was supposed to fit that way and she loved me in it. She walked into the booth and ran her hands up and down my body and said that I looked great in it and she wanted me to wear it out of there. She ripped the tag off. I had booked a nice hotel in the country. Its large grounds and grand rooms made it the perfect place for our weekend of fun. Lisa was a sexy 40 year old short brown bobbed hair, large breasts with large brown areolas with very large nipples. We booked into the hotel and were shown the room; the room was large with a four post bed with white d****s. There was a large en-suite with a bath and shower. It had French windows that over looked the grounds. We each took turns in showering I. You know that. I didn't give you a key for no reason."Kelly admonishes. I blush and smile."Fine I'll just show up whenever I want...maybe I'll catch you with your hand down your pants sometime."I wink and grab my bag. Kelly smirks and grabs her own bag."I'm sure you will if I beat you there."I smile as Kelly walks us out."Careful, I just might let that happen."//I show up at her house a little later just because there actually was a chance Kelly would be touching herself. I unlock the back door. When it was over, he bid me, with a tone of displeasure, get up, —— "that he would not do me the honour to think of me any more, —— that the old b—h might look out for another cully, —— that he would not be fool'd so by e'er a country mock-modesty in England —— that he supposed I had left my maidenhead with some hobnail in the country, and was come to dispose of my skim-milk in town," with a volley of the like abuse; which I listened to with more pleasure than ever fond woman did to.