“My top wet as well” she declares and pulls it off her head. Sex Dropping her dress, fetched me back to my senses. “Are you alright Tom”
“Yes just a bit warm in the sun”
“I haven’t embarrassed you, have I,” Jane asked
“No” I said as I felt my face burning
“Which one do you like”
Now having to look at the dresses, I notice her tan stockings with a fancy pattern around the top as I move my head from one dress to another. I told her that I had to help my mother when my father walked out on us some years ago, Money was tight and I had to work and do collage at he same time so there was no time for a social life. I knocked on the door when I was finished for payment, but there was no answer, knocking again and opening the door I shouted in. Then there was an almighty crack of thunder making me break my trance. Either I was at collage, learning about gardening or I was doing peoples gardens to make money. “What do you think, feels a bit tight I think”
“It looks nice,” I said
She stood wearing a long silver, figure-hugging dress with a split half way up her thigh, as she moved back to the window her tan coloured leg parted the split
