As I walked through our bedroom I saw her dress and hose and heels on the bed. I smiled as I realized what she was going to wear. He didn't have a cha...ce. Of course I figured he didn't want a chance. From what she had shown him when she first made their date to what she had told him on the phone when she postponed their night, he knew he had a sure thing... if only I would get out of the way.Then Peg came out of the bath with just a towel around her hair. She smiled at me and said,"Honey, which. Her breasts smelt like baby powder, somehow appropriate I thought as I kissed each one lightly.Mrs. Jordon giggled as I struggled to unfasten her restraint. My fingers trembled with lust as I fiddled with each hook. Finally I managed to pull her bra free, revealing her pale breasts, saggy with age and use. But they were beautiful, large and full. Her nipples were a beautiful shade of pink, and they stuck out stiff and inviting. I stared for a moment before kissing one, caressing it slowly with. “When I come through the door, the ladies all move to the other side of the diner. I chat with the working stiffs. I did hear a couple of interesting things though.” I went on to share my intelligence report with them. It was on my laptop, so I just forwarded it to them at the new addresses they set up with their new names. “So this guy sat in with the jury?” Bitsy asked.“Yes, but he didn’t give me anything that we didn’t get from reading the trial documents,” I suggested.“He did reckon. Well, if he played it cool and got that far she may as well give him a present worth unwrapping. Joanne sat in front of her mirror and rolled on the stockings, it had been a while since she’d done it with any purpose and she lingered over the feel of the nylon as it grasped her skin. She chose lace top hold ups, a suspender belt would have been nice, but the fabric of the skirt was very thin and would have given the secret away to the keen eye of her date, and besides, she’d need something else.