It seemed funny that if I was wearing a skirt this short with normal panties everyone would be shocked and yet I could wear it on a tennis court with ...rilly panties and it was taken as normal.I put on a light coloured tea shirt and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a lady about to play tennis.I had a shave and re-applied my make up and by that time Sally Anne was also ready. We went to the gym and collected rackets and balls and headed for the court. I was surprised to see so many. This was the first time I met Brooke since she had the previous day off. Brooke stood about 5’7” tall and weighed around 140 lbs. She was thick with nice curves, long brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes, thick lips, and chesty. It was freaking lust at first sight. She seemed to be a bit flirtatious with me, but I wasn’t sure if she was just being friendly. I was too afraid to flirt back. I didn’t want to lose my job for sexually harassing one of my co-workers on the second day. As the months went. At that moment my lips had become very dry due to fear but her lips were blossoming like fresh morning rose. I relished the nectar from her inviting lips & crushed her lower lips with mine giving me the full flavour of her lips. Now I ran my hand all over her right thighs which was over me. She was wearing salwaar kameez. I started from her knees ,and slowly started sliding my palm towards her waist. I was massaging it also as I was mad with sensation. Now I almost reached her waist which was. She added I would be covered. I saw nothing wrong with this as I had been naked on several treatments. I climbed onto the table, lay on my stomach and she covered me up to my waist with the warmed sheet. She began to work on my lower back and said, “My, you are so tight, this will take a while. Are you prepared for two hours?” I grunted my assent as she was really kneading my lower back quite deeply. “And I can tell you work out regularly as you have very little body fat. That’s good, now I.