It was a very nice tit with a big nipple. A few seconds later she pulled on her bike gear. Helmet and gloves. I nipped up to the house and got my own ...ear on. I have to admit bike gear doesn't really lend itself to glam lol. It was all loose and baggy.She jumped on her bike to steady it for me. I stepped on and swung my leg over the pillion seat. She called out to me to get closer. The internal mic had a short lead.We got close and just to make sure she pushed her butt right into my cock.. Apart from calling in at the weekend I hardly saw her. Then one weekend I was chatting with Kathy and she said “If you’re in the area during the week call in for a cuppa”. “That would be lovely” I replied. So the following months I made sure I called in a couple of times a week. Every time I called I always got a hard on looking at her feet nestled in her court shoes and almost came in my pants when she let her shoe fall off her heel and let it dangle off her toes! When the time came to go back. It sounded like anorder.??Yes? Peterreplied, as if in a trance. They sat insilence, Peter staring awkwardly at the floor, Heather staring hungrily at hisbody, until the next stop. Then Heather jumped up and stood over Peter.?Follow me?she told him. He followedher out of the train station and down the lane, out of the village. The houseswere large and expensive looking ? he wandered which one was hers. He walked afew steps behind her and watched her tight little ass swing from side to. I used to wear trouser suits mostly for fancy occasions but I had to make myself accessible to him due to our time limitations, so I put on a top and a corduroy skirt that came down to just above my knees, seeing as how he seemed to appreciate them. When I looked in the mirror I didn’t appear like no femme fatale that was going to have it off with her lover, but I looked a lot more presentable than I usually did.All me preparations done, I still had half an hour left so I stuck some music on.