Just as I'm putting the final coin in the dryer to start that cycle, I'm suddenly not the only person in the launderette.A woman, obviously older than...me, but I wouldn't call her old, has walked in through the back door of the launderette carrying two baskets of laundry. If she's noticed me, she hasn't said anything, instead, she goes about sorting her things to wash. I don't try to hide, mainly because there is no place to hide, and, truthfully, though a bit... heightened... I'm not ashamed to. Of course he would never try that with his wife but here and now was another thing. His hands opened her legs and he saw her dark pussy with her puffy lips and buffalo style hair. His nose sniffed at her aroused cunt and he found her scent intoxicating. His two thumbs spread her open and he looked into her pink flesh. He wondered if Julie's pussy was like this. The inner lips were bright pink with her brown colored clit at the top of her slit. Then her opened her up and looked into her sweet. I must admit I wasflirting with him outrageously so I wasn't surprised when Brett, asked ifhe could phone me to go out for a meal, I looked for a wedding ring,asked him if he was married (he said no) then told him to phone me nextweek as I was going home for the weekend.Sandra took me back to Fiona's office and whispered, "God you're luckyNichola, we've all been trying to break down his defences, and you'vedone it fist day!"I giggled and said depreciatingly, "All you lot's worn him down, I. " I don't know what to say, Denise, I bet you say that to all the girls,"I joked.She gave me a playful shove. "Danny, it's a compliment, really. Not onlyhave you been a good sport about all this, but you've really taken tothis. And I don't mind telling you, the camera loves you. I know thatTony is over the moon. Of course, he feels sort of weird about the wholething. Especially since you and he have been friends. 'What's he doing?Creating his own Frankenstein's monster?" Oh thanks," I said.