”We walked back to the bungalow, my heart was pounding,here I was trying to seduce this beautiful black guy andit was going to be in front of my...husband, we took ourdrinks out on the patio next to the hot tub and waited,it wasn’t long before we saw the figure of James makinghis way to us in the shadow of the palms. Obviously hedid not want to be seen fraternizing with the guests,Rob got him a cold beer and we just sat there in themoonlight and chatted, the more I looked at him the. Laughed Dawn. What would you like to drink asked Sir Michael. I'd love a G&T, please Sir Michael Replied Stella. Dawn laughed and said You can drop all the Sir Michael and Mrs Effingham stuff. As he told you yesterday call him Mike, And please I can't remember the last time you called me anything but Dawn. That seemed to break the ice. Stella had a wonderful evening. Chatting with the Effinghams about this and that. As the even was coming to an end the subject got round to What was the worst. Together, we suckled on our new friend. Trish’s head began moving from side-to-side, and she moaned softly. Her eyes were moving rapidly under her eyelids and I could only imagine the turn her dreams must have just taken. Then her eyes opened and she blinked at me in confusion. ‘Good morning,’ I whispered huskily. ‘Keven and I want to pick up where we left off in the living room. Do you want us to stop?’ Trish smiled shyly and shook her head. ‘Oh, no, don’t stop.’ I ran my fingers down her. The tag read9 to 5 size XB.These were extremely silky and tight around my waist, Inever wore pantyhose like this before and this pair wasn't going back onthe line. There were 5 other pairs of pantyhose on the line so theyprobably won't be missed.I got dressed and went back over to the washline and replaced thepanties and the camisole.I then moved the other nylons closer togetherto fill the gap so the pair I took wouldn't be missed. I retuned to thehouse and once again put on her nylons, they.