He laughed and kept peeing at her as he cooked, Lee noticed saying, “are you showing”? She answered “no, my panties are soaked through”. Lee ...rinned and she spread her thighs. The cook walked out saying, “this is on the house”. Judy said, “no, we need to pay you”? He replied, “you already have”. He sat at the counter viewing Judy's soggy crotch until they left. At home Judy flopped down on the bed and rolled on her back saying, “I should be tired but I'm not”. Lee laid beside her on his. Problem was; she was angling away from me; she was perched high on the overhang of the indoor climbing wall...getting prepped for the upcoming state under nineteen championships; on the weekend.Still, there is nothing like coaching a nubile: alone. Good arse is great arse even at a distance; provided the view is uninterrupted. Maddy was about fifteen metres up. She had the combination of balanced weight and timed reach, perfectly blended. Her gripping technique was so relaxed; which is the key. She designed a new, white evening dress. It covered her from its high collar to the flowing hem around her feet. The dressmaker had eyed her knowingly when she told her what she wanted. The dress was really six pieces, attached to each other with velcro. Skin tight, both hiding all and hinting at much more, it was designed to be removed piece by piece. Under her dress, she would wear six different items. She purchased matching shoes, higher heels than would be comfortable, but she would not be. Slowly, each piece was put in place and before I knew it the padlock clicked shut and I was no longer in control. She placed the key onto an ankle bracelet I had gotten her years ago but never wore and secured it around her ankle."This is going to stay here until I decide it's time for you to come out and play."All I could do was lay back on the bed speechless as she began to untie me. It was like a dream...maybe a dream come true, but it could just as easily be a nightmare.I found it difficult.