I took the picture from the envelope and turned it over.On the back it said:"Simone, Thanks for the clothes. Love, Serge."It was the first time anyon... had addressed me in writing as "Simone", thefeminised version of my name that I now go by, and I felt somehowviolated. Jane had been the person to take my anal virginity and Serge,who I thought was my friend, had taken advantage of the fact that I wassleeping and stolen my clothes.I lay there for a moment as I wondered what to do. Without any. I found it hot in the factory and probably black bra and panties wasn't the best choice underneath my uniform. The thin fabric showed my undies off,I have always had trouble keeping zig and zag (my pet name for my boobs) in my bra at the best of times,escape artists!So when I was asked to retrieve a box of Kit Kats from a high up shelf it wasnever gonna be easy for Z and Z to behave!My manager was behind me, pop pop pop went the press studs, combined with the reaching upward movement my boobs. But I did release her hand, and slide mine up her arm to her shoulder, then down onto her upper back. She did the same thing with her hand, but then kept moving it across my shoulder to my neck, where it was joined by the other one. I slid my hand down her back to her waist, and then started moving it gently up and down her back. By now our cheeks were resting against each other, and we started turning our heads gently, causing our cheeks to graze each other, back and forth.Just then Tom said,. I try to be a gentleman, but experience that 25 cm cock is opening any door. When I call upon the area, I ask the lady if I can come closer. She might want to gently rub her pussy as her husband watches. When my dick rises and the precum is visible, she tells me to come closer. Her man says thumbs up. I can go on.It is fascinating to see wet pussies as close-ups. They are always different. And smells like salty seas. It is up to me to go further. This lady in her 50s is wet as hell. She goes on.