"Tuesday morning dawned with some overcast, but signs of blue sky to the north and west. Better still, little wind. The temperature might make eight o... ten degrees by early afternoon, but not more. We would need to dress for a chilly three or four hours.Baldur arrived early, almost twenty minutes before departure."You're early. Would you like some coffee?" I asked."Thank you. I wasn't sure about the traffic and I didn't want to be late. I'm very interested in your new boat. The last time I saw. There you are inthat sexy bra and those black panties. I used to dress like thatwhen I went on a date. I told you that girls wear black undies whenthey want to be fucked. I'd wear a low cut blouse and a short skirtwith those sexy undies. I looked like I was 'easy', like a slut.Lots of guys like girls that dress like a slutty girl. I bet you'dlike to dress like a slutty girl, wouldn't you, dear?" She was stillstroking my breasts and I was incredibly turned on. I was willing toagree to. ..Trousers inched lower, those in the cheap seats can appreciate from behind, then again, sparkling detail of a diamante thong. Rising suggestively she inches them off never-ending smooth legs then returns to her knees. The lingerie looks expensive, the underwear fetish crowd are creaming so soon. Hands flow over herself, drawing your eyes to each selected body part. Like a skilled magician she has you quickly enthralled and immersed in her show, setting up the questions with which you will. “Bobby could you wash my back?”He entered the bathroom, she was in the shower. He dropped his shorts and entered. Her pale body was covered with soapsuds; she looked at him her eyes bright. “Do you think his Nibbs has had enough holidays?” She asked in a coy voice.That day, they never left the bedroom, apart from Robert dashing down stairs to make sandwiches; if Hanna did hear Terry’s groans screams and gasps she blithely ignored them.They were lazing by the pool when Terry asked how he had.