Charles’s eyes had almost popped out of his head when he saw what she was wearing, and suddenly he seemed a lot more enthusiastic about her idea.
The story would be that Alina’s Mini was in the garage for a check-up, and she was dropping him off at the club in his Jaguar before going to the shops. She’d been dying to drive the lovely car anyway.
“M…maybe you ought to have worn a b…bra,” he said, obviously staring at her boobs. “I m…mean…your n…nipples are sticking out a bit.”
“Are they really?” she asked him. “That’s because teasing you really must turn me on!”
She pulled into an open area in the parking lot at the club – deliberately across from the entrance area where she could see a group of middle aged men assembling with their golf clubs in tow.
“Are they your friends?” she asked
