Two very nice women with a secret passion that they both protected from prying eyes and incidentally from their husbands.Jenny had put the bubbly in t...e cooler and prepared the snacks for their lunch, Jenny smiled and noticed the champagne was Mumm, but more of that later. Derek was away overnight, so Jenny had the house to herself for the plans she had for her and her friend today. She had spoiled Derek last night and let him wear a silky nightie and a pair of her panties to sleep in. He got. With herculean effort she tore herself away from his gaze and glanced at her nails, they were a mess, she slid her hands under the table. She could feel her face begin to warm and she stood, almost knocking the chair over in her haste to escape the sphere of his influence. He rose too, and reached for her. She took a step back, scared of what might happen if he touched her again, of how she might react. * ‘Sorry,’ Richard said, ‘I don’t know what I was thinking, I shouldn’t have done that. It. Gwen was standing in a very old fashion pair of panties and an old fashioned bra and was, or seemed to be having trouble with clipping it. He, after seconds of hesitation said. “I won’t be home for tea this evening Gwen I am taking a...” His conversation came to an end when she asked in her slow motion of utterance. “Will ... you ... help ... me; I ... I can’t get the clip to fasten”. A request he readily agreed to, but not to clip her up but to unclip and as her bra fell away any utterance of. She kept flirting with me and stroking my butt everytime she passed.i wasnt paying much attention to steve i was more interested in sylvia.steve however was drinking too much but it was his party.taxis were ordered and people left.off course we were the last ones there and steve was unsteady .we poure him into our taxi and went home.a 10 minute journey and steve has passed out.sylvia and i finally get him into the house and upstairs to his bedroom.we get all the usual rubbish i love u man.we.