Comeupstairs and I'll get you some stockings to wear."Once again I slipped off my skirt so that she could fasten a suspender-belt around my waist. "No... thread the suspenders down inside yourknickers," she said. "It's more convenient when you need to go to theloo!" Once I had done this I put my skirt back on again. I was nowpractised in manipulating the zip behind my back. She showed me how tocarefully gather the nylon stockings round my thumbs before putting myfoot into the toe, and than. Sarah and Mary had fixed a nice buffet lunch for us and I found my appetite was completely restored. I would miss my usual Anchor Steam, but the lunch was so delicious that I feasted on that instead. I had lost a few pounds even during the short stay in hospital, so I rationalized I could do with a few extra items from the buffet.I could see that Devon was Nan's son. He was lively and full of good humor and didn't at all seem like the sober senior partner in a prestigious law firm. Perhaps that. He plunged into her vigorously, ramming his cock in as hard and fast as he could. My wife tried to keep him from withdrawing too far in case he hurt himself, but otherwise lay back and let this inexperienced seventeen year old fuck her for all his worth. As he had already come twice, he wasn’t going to come immediately, so he went on at breakneck speed for some minutes, my wife clinging on to him, in obvious bliss, until he threw back his head and had an obvious orgasm, making quite a noise, I. ..... However the next day at lunch in the dining hall he came over to me and said "Were you serious yesterday?" and I said "Yes", And he said "OK let's go." "Now?" I said, "We have to be back at class in 20 minutes." "That should be enough time if you are any good" he said. I followed him out of the dining hall and we went to the nearest toiets, which were deserted. We went in a stall and locked the door. "On your knees" he said. I obeyed. He unbucked his belt, unzipped and slid down his pants.