In the note you told me I was to put on the blindfold that was in the car and sit back and enjoy the ride. I did as you asked. I was beginning to get ...et just thinking about what you may have in store for me tonight.After just a short time, the car stopped and the driver told me you would be there in a minute to collect me.When the car door opened, I heard you whisper "You DO trust me."You helped me out of the car and we walked slowly to the door. We walked in and you asked for my coat. Naked. But inthe end, knowing that she couldn't wed without signing she had agreedthinking that it wouldn't be difficult to wind Simon round her littlefinger and she would soon start salting away her monthly allowance in casethings didn't work out.And it didn't take Jane long to realise that maybe she had made a mistake.She was a firm follower of the "treat them mean to keep them keen" cluband whilst she had allowed Simon some forms of intimacy, she had said thatfull sex was out until the honeymoon.. But I know that he misses a female companion. He misses sex”I decided to push the envelope further, seeing the right opportunity. I asked, “Tell me honestly, would you mind if some female, who has an attraction towards your dad has sex with your dad out of compassion and affection, seeing him in this condition?”Sumi was thoughtful. She said, “You might call it outrageous; but I think that if her intention is only to have sex with my dad, without getting involved with him in a family type. Her large breasts are encased in a light cotton sundress with a plunging neckline, and I see she is not wearing a bra. Her cleavage leaves nothing to the imagination and her perfect nipples are protruding invitingly. I can see the outline of her panties and garter belt through her dress material. Her legs are encased in tan lace stockings, and on her feet she is wearing summer sandals. I peek discreetly at her crotch, hoping to catch a glimpse of a bulge, but a smooth triangle is all I.