Alexia tensed up for a moment, nearly dropping her shopping bag. Then she turned with a smile, “Mhmm, yes please!”"Okay, right this way! “ the a...tendant said, walking her to an empty changing room. "If you don’t like 'em when you’re done just chuck 'em in the bin alright?"Alexia nodded and scurried into the room. She didn’t suspect a thing! My voice held out!The room was fully covered, with no way of any intrusion. Alexia placed her basket on the bench and began to strip naked before she had. I had no doubt that if I were to take hold of her womanhood, she would follow me to any available private space and bend over for my transfer of cream into her bubbling interior like some transfusion of energy to fuel her dancing feet.I didn't do anything so crude as such an approach but she readily accepted my offer of showing her the upstairs library to reveal the secrets in the owner's bird-watching hobby. She even bent over to get the book from the lower shelf and I found that the perfect. One of these houses was owned by a Mr Compton, who was a well built dark haired handsome man, now I look back on it he was almost a stereotype bear with a thick Freddy Mercury type moustache, however at the time I did not have any comprehension of this. He was always pleasant to me and I admit to fancying him rotten.His house was a bungalow (single storey) the door was in the middle of the house with a bedroom on one side and the lounge on the other.One particular morning as I approached the. Walking in the front door, we realized that this would be particularly interesting. It was a smaller office, only about 20 people. They were all men. It was a modern office concept, with no walled offices and no tall cubicle walls. The owner and the other men she had met at our offices all sat at these same desks. She realized right away that when she was spanked and likely fucked again, that everyone in the building would see it. I was sad that I wouldn’t be around to watch for myself and.