She ran her fingers out from his hair, down his neck, across his shoulders and faster down his arm. She took hold of his hand and pulled him inside. A... she did her dressing gown slipped down from her shoulders exposing her nighty and how little there was between him and her naked body. He let go of her hand, stepped back and just stared. Stacy could see him mentally undressing her and took a moment to enjoy it, enjoy feeling desired. He kicked the door shut behind him with a big bang. She. There was a gap between the bottom of the skirtand the stocking tops. As I walked, the skirt would rideup, exposing the bottom of my butt-cheeks. My boysrefused to let me pull the skirt down until the told me.If they waited too long, even the bottom of my pussy wasexposed. My boys like showing me off as a slut. And hereI was worried about my reputation. Well, dressing as Inow did, my reputation was as a slut.I knew that when I wore one of the spandex skirts, I’dget fucked in public, and I. Afew minutes later, I slipped into the room behind her. I gazed at herbeautiful young body encased from hips to breasts in velvet and lace.Surrounded on all sides by full length mirrors. "It's not tightenough. Shall I show you?" She nodded mutely. The laces were infront. I stepped between her and the mirror. Wrapping one lace aroundeach hand, I began to pull, smoothly, steadily, hard, until her waistwas tightly compressed. I looked into her eyes, then pulled as hard asI could. She gasped. ” Alice looked over as Lan came into view in a way only exceptional staff could. She was unimposing but made her presence known. Nancy smiled at her.“Miss, would you care for some refreshments? The chef has prepared a small service and is eager to provide it.”Nancy nodded. “That would be lovely, thank you. Please give our chef my thanks. We’ll take it here, please.”Lan gave a small bow and slipped away like a small breeze.Alice looked her friend over. She was ageing before her eyes. “How are.