Mary put the vacuum away and started to fluff the cushions on the chairs and sofa, as she bent over to place them back, her nightshirt rode up to abou... mid-thigh. From his position at the breakfast bar, he was watching, hoping that the nightshirt would rise just a little higher. He sipped his coffee whilst he watched, Mary had now moved to the coffee table and was straightening the magazines. As she bent over he caught a brief glimpse of her breasts, not a straight down the top look, just the. I followed her inside and couldn’t take my eyes of her rounded arse clad in a small pair of white sports shorts which were turned down onto her hips and pretty near transparent as the whale tail of her thong was clearly visible. As we got to the lounge door she turned to me and a quick glance down at her matching sports bra which clearly showed her dark nipples through the thin white cotton material, “Are you ready sir?” she asked as she opened the door and standing there was Vikki with a blank. ?" Ready to go?" inquired Misty, waking Miranda from her short nap.Miranda sat up so suddenly that Nezumi was tossed to the foot of the bed, letting out an overly dramatic wail as he soared through the air and landed between Miranda's feet."Oh, sorry," she apologized, picking up the uninjured pokemon and brushing his fur back into place, "Um, yeah, just give me a second."Misty was already dried off, dressed and was just shouldering her backpack as Miranda got the rest of her stuff. She pulled out a bottle of red wine and two plastic cups. She placed one down by her side while she filled the other for herself.“Wine, bloody ‘ell, you must be rich Ma’am.”Emily smiled at him and handed him the cup. She repeated the motion with her own. Putting the bottle down on the floor she held her cup high in the air.“To your health,” she announced.Graham touched her cup with his own.“To your health, my dear. Mine’s not worth the effort.”The night just disappeared and as far as Emily was.