He was afraid to move and stood waiting anxiously. As he waited, he couldn't keep from glancing back down at the swell of her breasts under the thick,...fleecy bathrobe. The way her tits were moving, she had to be naked underneath it, he told himself and felt his penis twitch again."Why don't you get us a glass of wine," she finally said, turning and facing him. "We can have a little before dinner to celebrate our escape from the flood." Uh...sure...good idea," he blurted out, glad for any chance. “Madam what are you doing?” he asked.“None of your business, this is my shop. I can take anything from here, go and do your own job.” I replied him with keeping my eyes red.“Agreed madam, this is your shop. You can take anything from here. But this item was kept in my charge and I was ordered to take good care of this item. I can’t allow you to take it. And by the way what will you do with this thing?” he again asked.I was feared if he tells this incident to my father then he will take my. I went in as was desperate for shelter from the rain.As I walked in I was greeted by a small bar with two old blokes leaning on it having a drink talking to an old guy who looked like the landlord, the two blokes looked like farmers and one had a dog curled up near his feet.As I walked in they made room for me and looked concerned, I explained my car had broken down and I'd had to walk, without asking the barman gave me a large Brandy and said here love, warm yourself up.They told me that the. I was feeling much more relaxed by now and my cock was rock hard, forming a big bulge in my tight briefs.I slipped my hand inside my briefs and was amazed at how wet my cock was with precum and I felt ready now, eager for Chris to return. When he walked back into the lounge I was surprised at how sexy he looked.He was wearing a very short,navy blue dress, with black stockings and a pair of high heels.He also wore a blonde wig and I could see he had lipstick on too.I just sat there and stared,.