"Well, I was hoping for something a bit lacy. She loves the vintage look. Do you have anything like that?" Unfortunately, not today. Our new collectio...s are more modern, and we don't have anything in right now that's lacy. Would you care for anything else?" She leaned forward, showing him her ample cleavage."I'll look around and see if there's anything she might like. I might still be able to find something." Take your time. I'm here to help you with –ANYTHING- you might need," she said, with a. She introduced herself and his name was Dick which she giggled at.All of the men were required to leave name and phone number so she could call them for more. Only one refused, being married himself, but thanked her profusely and wished his wife was as hot as she. Annie offered to talk with her.She refused any contact with her sister or her husband for the next week, one filled with pussy fillers. It was turning out far more fun than she had expected and Dick was the finale each day, or night,. As far as anyone who did not know could see we were a normal pair of friends out for an evening together. They would have been totally unaware, unlike me, that I was full and that before we had gone out to dinner she had marked each of my thighs with a single sting of her cane (her other close friend) just where the lace tops of my stockings would rub on it the most. She had also attached a strap around each thigh above my stockings and a chain linked them, just short enough to prevent me from. She noticed my facial expression and began taking off her shirt. I became nervous and sweaty as I watched her take off her bra to see her beautiful freckled breasts. I couldn't speak. She grabbed my hand and placed it on her left boob. "You know, I've been watching you at your games. When you sacked the shit out of that quarterback, went to the sidelines and ripped off your jersey and the end of the game. I've wanted you for a long time." I couldn't breathe. I absolutely couldn't believe that.