She could feel the warm breath from their nostrils flow around her bare breasts. The dark eyes of captors undressing her even more as they gazed upon ...er pale white body.Her body quivered as as Morgan leaned over and placed his large black lips on her mouth. "I cannot believe this. I'm being kissed by a black African and enjoying it," Sophie sheepishly thought as she stared into his dark gleaming eyes. As Morgan held her head and kissed her, his tall black friend began removing her panties.. With a suitable backdrop we started. Even in her going away suit she looked good, probably because her skirt was very short, she knew what her assets were."Ok guys, time to take things off," I said after I had fired off a few shots. The drinks were kicking in now and both were a little giggly; I suspect that they both had a few before just to settle their nerves. Off came his jacket and shirt along with her jacket. Her small boobs looked quite good encased in her small bikini top. More. Few days later, when we were on the topic of clothes, she said she wanted to buy some, but city was far off. I told her to give me her sizes, as I go to the city, and can buy for her. Before she could tell her sizes, I pulled out my measuring tape, and started measuring her. Of course there was a lot of close touching by me while measuring her, but she did not seem to mind. I felt she was enjoying it. Suddenly I cupped her Breasts from the front, and she gasped. She told me I do not like this,. How many husbandswere forced or persuaded into bra and knickers by their wives andmothers-in-law? And did my mother-in-law have a circle of friends whospecialised in this sort of thing? Would I get to meet other husbands inskirts?The next visit was to a dressmaker friend of my mother-in-law's. She tookseveral measurements and said that my uniforms would be ready in a week'stime. There would be two "waitress" style ones and a pinafore dress forwearing while carrying out cleaning and other.