Don’t you agree?” addressing this to all the group as well as me.What she said was obvious, but this was different, nice different, but different....I reassured her that having been in positions of trust in the past and discretion was in my d and A, so to speak.It was difficult looking her in the eye because by now she had discreetly parted her legs giving me great view of her open gusset girdle holding up sheer nylon stockings stretched over her luscious fleshy thighs. If this was anything to go. She asked if we could stop by M&S on the way to her place anyway which was fine by me. I followed her in M&S and offered to get a basket for her thinking she needed to get some groceries but she said no thanks "I'm just getting something for my date tonight". She did mention she had a date after I helped her with her router. I followed her towards the tights section and that's when my draw dropped and my heart started beating faster. She picked up some some Autograph 15 denier shine hold ups.. Janet and I laughed as we went out the back door and into the barn. Jack was placing the trunk lid onto the back end of the car as we walked into the barn. He looked to us as the trunk slipped from his hands ending up inside the trunk instead. Damn it, Jack yelled as he picked it back up showing us a big scratch on it. Do you want us to go change? I asked smiling at him. Change what oh your bikinis? Jack asked followed by, I did not even notice, as he gave a little laugh. I asked Jack what we. After years of trying I had finally left herand moved away, but things had deteriorated as we fought over my rights tosee my children. She had used any means possible to ensure I would not begranted access.She was a big girl and now she stood in front of me looking like a visionof a bdsm fantasy. Her hair was tied back tightly in a pony tail and shehad very heavy make-up on. She had a black PVC basque on which was pushingher ample breasts up to form a giant cleavage. Her legs were encased.