Then she kicked off her shoes and finished removing the stockings. It was an impromptu strip tease for her own gratification, almost as if she were sh...wing that dumb ass George what he was missing. She unhooked her bra, pushing the shoulder straps down. Lowering her arms and giving a quick shimmy, she let the bra fall away revealing her breasts; not large but still firm. Looking at herself clad only in the flimsy panties, she still didn't understand why George hadn't kept their date. She put on. My heels were only five inches; but they were so fucking sexy…Then I drove my car until a mall situated not so far from town. I got out the parking lot and headed into the stores.It was a nice summer day, just before lunch.I was there hoping to find a big black cock that had come to the mall looking for a sale. The very thought had kept me moist during the long drive to reach here. As I walked along the mall alleyways, I felt the eyes of every man looking at me and specially looking at my butt.. Due to the darkness of the room, shewas carrying a golden candelabra, its bright light providing both warmthand direction."O-Oui Monsieur, the comtesse is in." the servant girl nodded, but thenshook her head. "However, she is preparing for a guest that will bearriving shortly and asked not to be disturbed..."Oliver did not back down. "Awww...well I really have to speak with her, Ihave something to give to her. Couldn't I just chat her for just asmidge, sweetheart?" I'm sorry Monsieur but...". "I promise Betty." Okay, you may open your eyes now, Stevie."I opened my eyes quickly looking at Betty, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. I couldn't hide my disappointment. What was the big secret all about? She looked just as she did before, except she had a big shit-eaten grin on her face and she was looking in my lap.I glanced down. Oh God! On top of the book in my lap, was a pair of silken pink panties. Could it be? I looked back up at Betty, as the blood drained from my face. She.