She wasn’t keen to do it.“Listen, Mrs. Big…..”“Please, call me Laura.”“Well, Laura,” I said with an attitude. “If you want to find o...t with whom your hubby is cheating on you, this is the time and place.”“Can’t you just go and take some photos?” she pleaded.“Maybe you need to learn something too,” I said.“And what would that be?”“Honesty, for one.”I knew she couldn’t go to a swinger’s party dressed like an old maid. I borrowed a glitter dress from one of my stripper colleagues and a pair of. He looked at her eyes and they weren’t heavy and lusty like other women’s. Her eyes didn’t show any sign of fear only curiosity. ‘Have you been touched before?’ he asked her. ‘ Not by another person,’ she admitted,’ at least not below the waist.’ He saw such sex appeal in her, her answer shocked him. She was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen and he was going to make her a woman. If she let him. ‘Are you going to stop me?’ Ronnie asked earnestly. ‘No.’ Cora breathed. Ronnie looked from her. ..uh..."The talking stopped abruptly."Uh, lady," he continued, "I think you might be in the wrong restroom." Oh, I don't know about that." I heard my wife's voice dripping withseductive undertones.What was she doing? Why didn't she get rid of these guys? I needed tosee what was going on.The stall I was hiding in had walls that came down to about a foot offthe ground except for the side wall towards the restroom door. Becauseof this, I didn't need to step up onto the toilet, thank God...an. She is wearing a low cut grey shirt, with a knee length black skirt. As i am standing over her, i am looking down her shirt at her beautiful 40d breasts. She is wearing a red satin bra with lace trim. I take a look around to make sure nobody is around, as i slide my hand down the front of her shirt, cupping her right breast. She kind of lets out a little whimper as i take her nipple between my thumb and index finger and began to pull on it.She begans to rub my cock over the front of my jeans as.