Olivia's thoughts lingered on her list of accomplishments from her dream. Which ones should she try first? Those thoughts flitted through her thoughts...all morning long as she puttered around looking for stuff to do, eventually lying out by the pool working on her tan."Hi Liv!"Olivia looked up and saw her friend Stacy standing there. "Hi Stace, what are you doing here?" Remember, we talked about going shopping today. You know, to spend some of your money," she whispered."Oh yeah, I forgot! Hey,. He could see that the mud strained white panty is now getting wet, it is the dripping from her wet pussy. Taking off that white piece of cloth was on top of his mind but he couldn’t get the courage do so. He caressed in the thighs and there he stopped “salma please turn back I have to check your bums” without a word she turned back. Her skirt rolled up and the bums were covered by panty, he took the courage to touch her bums ohhh it was too soft he lifted up the panty crease and one bum was. I felt a kind of power as I imagined scenarios where I wore alluring clothes and had men eating out of my hand, and then I showed them everything they wanted to see before I would whisk it away from them. I imagined them ejaculating as I exposed myself. I couldn't believe what I was imagining!Next morning my mind was made up. I wasn't going to say anything to Joe about his voyeurism. I felt sorry for him, I felt sexual urges reigniting in my body for the first time since my husband left, and I. I watched as he pulled on the stockings, having a little difficulty adjusting them to the clips due to the position of his engorged cock, I just stood there as I tapped my riding crop against mt thigh whilst gazing at him showing no expression, he pulled the slip on till it was at mid thigh, except where it stuck on his full erect dick."You missed something in the bottom of the bag,I remarked.He removed two pairs of handcuffs from the bag and looked at me, a mixture of puzzlement and secret.