"Very sure. Alexandra, it was nice to meet you. Please tell Sarah andKirstie to enjoy the rest of their evening and we will see them whenthey get home..."And with that I headed towards the entrance to the shop, Lucy followedme close behind. Alexandra unlocked the front door, said goodbye andwaved us off. Back in the car Lucy and I looked back over towards theshop, and up at the window of the flat above, the light seeping throughthe closed curtains. We now knew what was going on up there, and. She was warm and damp and trembled slightly as I drew my fingers across her crotch. She was quick and soon pulled her dress up over her hips, and I slid her panties down to her ankles. As I did that, I caught the sweet musky smell rising from her.She stepped out of her panties, removed her shoes and climbed on the bed, kneeling on either side of my hips. She reached behind her and grasped my throbbing dick, which was now rock hard with drops of precum flowing down its head. She lowered herself. Could you put me through to Mrs Jonsson." Mr Bucklow's secretary," She waited then handed to phone to me."Ann," I spoke hurriedly, "Please don't hang up. I need to see you. It's important." How dare you trick me like this. You louse. You disappear for three years and then want to talk to me?" she was shouting, "You've got a nerve. We're divorced. Marry your slut and leave me alone." Ann," I begged, "You need to know the true facts–" I know them. I've even got pictures. Talk to my solicitor.". " "Evelyn, why don't you comeover here and I will take that chastity thing off....One hour later with their tasks completed the girls were exhausted. Itwasn't just the sex that was exhausting but it was the combination offear and fear of the unknown that was weighing on each of them. Add theirunfamiliarity with high heels and one can easily understand both theirphysical and mental exhaustion. Standing in the middle of the room withsemen running down everyone's legs except Chantal and Sophie,.