A metallic blue sports car swung slowly into the alley and she watched it as it turned, until she was blinded by the full beam of the headlights and her eyes narrowed. The car bumped onto the curb, stopped, and the engine died. The golden headlights flicked off and faded, and she could see again through the shadows and the lamplight. A man stepped out from the car, stood up tall, and swung a black oilskin coat around his slim body. He looked towards Belinda who stood in the shadows in the depths of the alley, and he pulled the wide brim of his hat down over his eyes so that she could not make out his face. He stepped briskly towards her skipping back and forth to avoid the growing puddles of rainwater, and as he got close he was illuminated electric blue with the first flash of lightening which filled the alley. Belinda caught her breath and put a hand up to draw together the lapels of her coat as she watched the stranger before her and the thunder began to roll. XXX “The Tea. ”Caroline grinned. “You’re so fucking transparent.” She kissed Annabelle’s neck again, pushing the strap of the dress off her shoulder. The purple bra strap was visible as Caroline ran her fingers underneath it.“You’ve seen the photos, Dave. Don’t you want to see what she looks like in the flesh?”Caroline slid the other dress strap from Annabelle’s shoulder. The dress fell, pooling around Annabelle’s ankles in a crumpled heap. Dave blushed, but his tongue slid out of his mouth and licked his top lip anyway. Caroline grinned and ran her hands over Annabelle’s breasts, squeezing them through the purple silk bra. Dave blushed. He took another drink of wine as he stared at his wife running her hands over this woman standing there in just her underwear in his kitchen. He felt his cock harden again. He watched transfixed as his wife ran her fingers down over Annabelle’s stomach and traced the edge of her knickers. The triangle of purple silk framed her crotch perfectly and Dave couldn’t.
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