"It's champagne of nuffink." The Welsh accent suddenly got dropped as her distain increased."Okay ... champagne it is then." Will that be cash or cred...t?" Her hip went sideways as her head bent in the opposite direction."Er ... cash." Jimmy fished for his wallet."That'll be forty pounds Sir." She blinked and waited for the money."Wha ... Okay." Two twenty pound notes landed reluctantly on the tray. Gwen spun on her impossibly high heels and presented her arse towards him as she wobbled across. Samuel lead her to elevator and they descended. During the trip she could feel incredible sexual tension in the elevator, at least she thought so, maybe it was her nerves, maybe he would just take her to a room and ravish her. She had no idea and her nerves were on end. Maybe he was like a cat playing with a mouse he knew he'd already caught. She finally settled on that theory as the most likely. When their eyes met she knew this was a powerful, rich man, with plenty of confidence. She was his. “Why don’t I just go out.. Go to a mall, eat something, get some new clothes.. or wait!! Why don’t I just get myself some really kinky lingerie or some very flashy bra and pantie? Maybe I should! What if Sanjay wishes to see his hot mom strip for him. I really need to be at my best!” All sorts of twisted thoughts had filled my mind and my entire body felt like overtaken by lust.Standing in front of the mirror in my bedroom, I checked out my curvy milfy body. And just like how a possessed woman. Aproject that was supposed to be like twenty years away. What hadhappened? Why were they keeping it so secret?I had the little plug in my ass and realized that it along with my threeinch heels actually caused my ass to wiggle even more. All the way to thedining hall I kept thinking of what Jasmin had told me. I could see bythe way Samantha was reacting that she knew as well.We sat listening to the other girls in our group. They weren't taking tothe subliminal suggestions as easily. I kept.