"I love watching myself getting fucked Paul, dont you?" Its not something that I have ever done I replied, but I can see how it would be a huge turn o..." I replied."We will just have to do something about that then wont we" said Jenny as she stripped down to her underwear.She was wearing a red bra, that just about captured her more than ample bossom, a small red thong and a pair of very sheer hold up stockings.She turned her back to me and started to play with her pussy "let me know when you. As I approach, you turn and look at me, slowly giving me the once over. Dressed in my mid-thigh length skirt, short sleeved blouse and 3’heels, I see you eyeing me and I slow down my stride, doing the same to you. I like what I see and apparently, so do you. Stopping at the bar stool next to you, I ask, ‘Is this seat taken?’ ‘It is now,’ you reply beaming a smile at me. I take a seat on the bar stool and cross my legs, noticing you looking at them and how my skirt slides up showing off more of. We smiled at each other for a few delicious seconds..."Okay, I'll take Kim home now and you can pick her up later," Mom said, and they rose from their seats at the table and both walked out.All I could think of as they closed the door behind them was that Kim had a great ass, and she sure did.Later, after Mom returned from dropping Kim off, she told me that she had made dinner reservations for us at Harald's, and also booked a room there. Harald had kind of a bed and breakfast thing going,. The dark richness of the red wine had been the perfect accompaniment to the meal, Helena had cooked thick twists of pasta spirals with chopped steak in a tasty tomato, chilli and herb sauce. Before they knew it, the two had drunk a whole bottle of the red and opened a second, causing Anne to remark that "With drinking all this African stuff we should be watching that old film, Zulu!" she laughed "Rear rank, fire! Advance! Reload!" she'd bellowed. The pair had giggled, but a sudden realisation.