"No, no. That's a little girl's steak. Stella is a woman. She needs something with substance. Something a little more solid."I just grinned, but I cou...d feel the conversation affecting me. I was dressed as I had been at work. A shortish tailored skirt with a nice blouse. The only thing I'd changed before we went out were the lacy bikini panties that were fast becoming damp. I wriggled a little, the tickle more than I could handle. I spoke then, without giving it any thought. "Substance. Not. I should interject that the ranking officer in charge, General Cornwallis was a gentleman above all else and he was quite incensed at the brutality of some of his junior officers when treating with the Rebel prisoners. He had always felt that he was unsuited to a military life and his main interests were in French Literature and the restoration of older estates in the heart of England. He was not enjoying the lack of good cuisine and almost no wines of any importance in his mobile kitchen. The. "So you gonna model for me, since I'm modeling foryou or should I get re-dressed."Ted couldn't believe his eyes as she turned back towards him before reachingback and unzipping her dress. Once the back was fully open, she slid it fromher shoulders and wiggled it off her hips as he stood there with his mouthwatering."Hooolllyyyy," gulped Ted, watching it fall to the floor, as there she waslooking incredible. "Like right here?" Well why not?" smiled Sherri, walking up to him, taking the negligee. As that sexy thought came to her she found herself taking a deep breath as her breasts pushed up and outwards. She noticed that his eyes went to her chest as she did. She quickly rationalized that with just that glimpse from him, he had validated the expense of the new bra and panty set. Brandon had already told her a few suggestive things that made her blush but rather than quickly changing the subject, which was her usual conservative line of defense in situations like this, she finally.