“Thanks lover. Missed you too. I like that skirt a lot. It makes me want to kiss your bottom!” Laura replied with a chuckle.
Christine was wearing a brown linen pencil skirt and a cream silky blouse, dark brown sheer tights and claret red high heeled shoes. The skirt was rather sexy, I had to admit. And the blouse was showing off her ample bosom rather nicely, I thought. I wondered if I’d be able to breast-f**k those one day if I was a good boy…
“Bye – see you in a bit. Just off to the local shops,” said Laura as Christine saw her out. I heard the front door close and Christine came back into the room with a smile on her face. “OK John, I think we need to have a bit of a chat, don’t you?” she said.
Oh s**t, another “we need to talk” moment!
“Well yes, I think we do,” I began firmly. “I
