I leapt into the air; one boot landed on the seat of a stool launched me onto the bar top. I turned to face the room again, pumped my hands in the air...as the excitement grew.I gripped the hem of the skirt in both hands, kicked my way down the length of the bar, swished the skirt wildly and gave those on one side of the room a good view of my quite beautiful secret garden.My red nails gleamed as they slowly drew upwards from my ankles, brief little flashes of colour on my thighs, reached my. I hope he will love all four pairs of shoes that I got too!"Both Sarah and Ann collapsed on the couch in exhausted heaps. Their conversation was punctuated by joyous laughter."That skirt is so short that Bob's eyes will pop out completely when he sees it!" commented Sarah. "I am horribly envious of you petite, thin people. Us 'big' gals could never get away with wearing something that short." That's not true, Sarah. You have beautiful legs. That little pink number you have on now is not a great. ‘Oh, Granny this is lovely, but please let me fuck you so I can pee – it really hurts.’ Turning around, and presenting her saggy wrinkled arse to him. ‘Stick it up and cum in my nice hairy cunt’.He had barely got it up when he shot his load. Just about to pull out Tricia said, ‘steady on young man, you’ve got to make me cum too. Then we can both have a lovely piss.’ With his fingers her worked his magic on her clit. Soon she was bucking her arse against him - Oh god yes! yes ... yes ... fuck I. It was a very long and very passionate French kiss. Then I heard her whisper"Are you alright?"I whispered back and just said "Of course. I am!" Oh its just that we don't know each other." In what way?" I don't know, but I don't know you, and you don't know me. We are a bit like ships passing in the night. But it's quite fun getting this close to a stranger without any commitment."I did not answer, but my mind was ticking over, somehow the voice sounded vaguely familiar.A few minutes later, she.