"She didn't lie, as Annie was gorgeous, a few inches shorter than me at around 5ft6in but well proportioned and gloriously curvy. She had a wicked smi...e and hugged my chaperone as we entered the small inn, and I bought us all drinks. She had a slight Irish tilt to her voice that oozed mysterious intrigue, and seemed excited throughout our meal.There was a permanent smile and unyielding enthusiasm about getting home and she happily rubbed the back of my hand as I finished my coffee. Every time. "Thank you." she said and blushed too.They were obviously not used to being given compliments."Well come on in then, let's go and have some fun."They both giggled, and tried get into the front seat together. I suggested it might be more comfortable, and safer, if one sat in the back, they could change places after a while.Rosie pushed herself into the front and shut the door, forcing Megs to sit in the back.As the car pulled smoothly away, I saw Rosie's eyes scanning the interior, taking in the. Then there was a time when her husband hadn’t touched her in months and the escapade with the farmer came up where she used to keep her horse and over the years became good friends with him and his wife going out for evenings with their respective partners and her husband mentioning quite often when he got drunk that C always went commando! This lead on one winter’s evening where she left work, picked the c***dren from school (she was wearing a tight business suit as in skirt and jacket as well. Sophia glanced down and marveled (somewhat sarcastically) "Wow! I guess you can do some things right." Thank you!" I said, excitedly. Wait why was I thanking her for letting me clean her boots?"You're welcome bitch, now take my boots off. My feet are getting really hot."I was still kneeling with my face right next to her feet, so I didn't have to move much as I slowly pulled each boot off. Sophia wasn't wearing any socks so her feet were really sweaty. I could smell their strong scent really.