Mein bhi uske piche chala gaya aur uske piche chipaka gaya mera lund uski gand se chipaka diya woh ghabrane lagi aur agge hone lagi mein phir usse chi...ak ne laga woh kehne lagi ye kya kar rahe hoo.mein ne usko pakad liya aur uske lips pe kiss karne laga, usne mujhe dhakka de diya aur kaha ye kya hai asif ye kya kar rahe hoo tum usne mujhse bahar jaakar beth ne ko kaha. Mein bahar aa gaya aur coffe pine laga. Mein ne usse pucha ki tum mujhse itna kyon darti hoo blue flim ki cd dekhti hoo.woh. I frantically started trying to get my boobs back into my bra, but I could only get one in, the cup was twisted. I gave up and was doing up the far too many buttons Peter had undone as Richard casually strolled into the room. I just about made it, but I must have looked worried, agitated and probably a little flushed for under the tight blouse my left boob was bare. "Hi dad" Peter said moving between me and Richard. I squeezed between them and said."Yes I'd love some wine, but must use the. He said he needed to “be seen” so I watched him go. Then, I spied my husband watching me from across the room. I went directly to him.Liam had to odd look on his face as I approached. “Where have you been?” he asked rather brusquely. This caught me off guard and I stammered, “I just went for a walk with Tom…er, Mr. Brady. He asked so…”“What’s that on your face?” My hand flew up and I’m sure the look of surprise on my face gave me away.“Did you and my boss have sex in the garden?” he demanded.I. You ... err...” The young woman pointed towards Cynthia’s legs.“My yoga pants?”“Mmm, yes ... yoga pants.”Cynthia grinned, “I think they make my butt look good.” She stood and turned her back on Lanying, bending forwards slightly. Cynthia wore no underwear beneath the stretched fabric and she knew it was pulled tightly into her crotch, enough that her vulva was pronounced. “You like?”Lanying giggled, “I like.”It had been a week since the night spent with the voyeur. Cynthia was fixated on those.