Sally and I were naked, as usual, as we soaked up the sun. Brett was at the wheel, keeping us on course. We wanted the boat to be tied up before the s...n sank from the sky. Jake and Sally were talking together, something they hadn't had much chance to do. The few past days were filled with sailing and sex.I stared out to sea as I daydreamed of last night. How Brett was able to see me having sex with a black man. A well endowed black man I must say. My pussy tingled at the thought of how Brett. "She suggested," and here Pauline looked away, casting her eyes down tothe floor; "she suggested that you might like to wear one of Emma'sgowns." She had the grace to blush."What?" I was shocked, indignant, horrified. "I can't possibly. I'dlook ridiculous." Would you?" Pauline looked at me, studying my face. "I don't thinkso. You have the same smooth complexion as Emma, the same colouring,the same long, blonde hair. You move with grace and elegance, you evenhave - if I may say so -. She pushed me off and grabbed my hand, running up the stairs to a deserted room in the back corner of the house. She bade me to grab a nigh invisible pull cord in the corner of the room and I extracted a ladder from the hatch. I allowed her to go up first which she obliged, permitting me a perfect view of her spectacular rear. I followed her up into the dull, almost sepia-toned light of the now-illuminated attic. I pulled up the ladder and hatch and turned round as she latched onto my face once. "Debby, I don't want to be disturbed for... at least twenty minutes. Okay?" Oh, you naughty girl," Debby said quietly. Then she smiled and winked.Sara walked back to her office and closed the door, then quietly locked it. She walked around her desk, closed the vertical blinds, then sat down. "Tom, stand up and come around the desk, will you please?" Sara's heart was really thumping in her chest now. She'd never before done anything remotely like what she was about to do now.Perplexed, Tom stood.