She wrapped her legs around me as I walked down the hallway to the office. I barely made it to the desk before I dropped her. I set her down on the de...k and broke the kiss so I could take off her shirt. Even with her bra on her tits looked good. She reached behind and undid the bra and her gorgeous tits were free. I attacked her nipples with my mouth as she tried to get to my belt buckle. I stepped back and started to take off my clothes as she jumped up and took off the rest of hers. When. “Okay,” she replied, “what is next?” I quickly replied, “When you get to your driveway, before you get out of the car to get the mail, you must remove your skirt and get the mail wearing only your bra and thong! And I want a photograph of you dressed as I say standing by your mailbox.” She answered me with a “Wow, Okay, if I have to I will, I Just hope nobody is driving by or they will get a good view of me in my thong and bra.” To which I replied "Well if they are they will love the view.”She. ‘I guess I have to either wait or go in with my shorts on.’ He stepped up to the edge. She grabbed his arm to stop him. ‘Oh, no you don’t. Those are brand new shorts, I will not let you soak them in chlorinated water for the next half an hour.’ She pulled him gently towards her. ‘There might be another option.’ She raised an eyebrow suggestively. ‘What is that?’ He had a pretty good idea what she would suggest, but wasn’t sure if it was a good idea. ‘You could go in the buff,’ she suggested,. "You're no younger than me, Bert."There it was; finally, he felt he understood what was on her mind. First, was the confession of self-doubt followed by the preemptive counterattack-in-advance—a sharing of insecurity"I know how old I am," he thought. "I'm old enough to know better."With that he fixed his eyes on the road and decided to say nothing further. It occurred to him that he'd never seen this insecure side of her before. After thinking about it, he realized he hadn't foreseen her.