Wooden, swing doors like on the old western saloon bars, and enough space inside for two, cosy. There was a seat/shelf effort against the back wall, a...d anyone with a tiny bum could sit on it, just. As it happened the main open changing area was empty, and she dived into one of the cubicles whilst I got my dry clothes and towel from the lockers.When I joined her in the cubicle she had taken off her cossie and was squeezing it dry. The water ran out under the swing door and we could follow its. You can put your undies away, too.”Suspicious, Lauren reached behind them and pulled the small overnight bag forward. It was very light. Unzipping the top, she looked inside. All that was inside were a pair of black fuck-me pumps and some high-heeled sandals, along with her toilet kit and a makeup kit. “Peter, what is going on? You’re up to something!”“Moi!” he replied innocently. Then he reached out and took her hand gently. “I know this nice restaurant in Blaine. They have a very nice dinner.. She was not smiling though i asked her what is the matter to which she said about having the headache again . But then she said its usual for her and asked me to look after her child while she ll have a bath. I accepted it. After 5 minutes the bell rang and the laundry man was standing . I went near bathroom and asked her about clothes she wanted to give to laundry ! To which she asked me check cupboard. I took pile of clothes and went near bathroom to show her.I accidentally touched the door. “I need you to fuck me” I say in a voice that sounds like I am begging. “Fuck me, here, in the water, now!”You laugh, “Not yet” you say, “I plan on playing for a while!”I moan at the thought of that, both in pleasure and pain. I want you inside me, but I know the things you can do with your tongue. And I can’t decide what I need more. “I’m all yours” I say, knowing that only good things are to come.I turn myself over so that I am leaning against you, my back against your hard chest. I feel.