Notes: When we started to write our stories we chose not to use our proper names so we couldn’t be recognised. However, with me now over 80 and most of our friends sadly passed we have decided to use them which are Mary and Mike so that will explain the change from now in future stories, OK.
The delay in not following on our story about Colin’s involvement in our lives is because we can’t find a pic which was important to the next story. To give us time to find it we have delved into our diaries to show the following story which happened many years ago at this time of year and hope you will enjoy it.
You will have to bear with us with this intro story because it sets up the scene of what happened later which certainly gets interesting! Having left my company due to a dispute about her salary Mary got a job as a PA and became a good friend with a secretary there called Jill. She was real bubbly blonde with a lovely figure and a great pair of breasts and I always took great pleasure in blatantly letching after her when she came to visit. She knew that and I took every opportunity to rest my head on her tits whenever I could of which they didn’t mind one bit taking it in the spirit it was intended and obviously hoped one day I would see them naked in all their glory!
She was married to Hanif, an Egyptian who had a job travelling around the country installing CCTV to for corporate companies and so we didn’t see much of him. On Saturday 13 Dec 1986 when he going to be at home at Swindon they planned to have a party with a “Black & White” theme. I knew Mary would be up for it because she loved any opportunity to dress up and show herself off and on that occasion it turned out she excelled herself. I dressed in a white shirt and sport socks with black shorts and shoes. I refused to wear a black tie and went with a really gaudy red one as it was Christmas. Perhaps not too adventurous you might say but as I found she certainly made up for me. I asked what she was wearing but she wouldn’t tell me. She said she was making a special outfit and with a mischievous smile said it was going to be quite daring and I would have to wait until we were at the party to see it.
In the week leading up to it she locked herself in our box room and I could hear her sewing machine chattering away. I took up the occasional cup of tea for her in the hope of getting a peek at what she was making but was barred from entering. Needless to say I sneaked into the room while she was at work but never found it and she told me later that suspecting I might do that had taken it with her to work, fooled! All I found in the waste bin were odd bits of white lacy net material which didn’t tell me much so I was quite intrigued. So, the day came and off we went with her long rubberised mac/coat hiding everything except for me seeing she was wearing odd stockings and shoes. A white shoe with a black stocking on one leg and a black shoe with a white stocking on the other.
When we arrived I was very pleased to see Jill was wearing an unbuttoned black blouse over a white basque that pushed her lovely tits up for me and the other men to ogle. To go with that she had a short black skirt that just about covered her stocking tops. It had buttons down the front and I hoped I might be able to undo some during the evening! Unlike Mary she had gone for white stockings with black shoes. Jill took my coat and asked Mary for hers and with her reluctant she hurried her. At last I saw her outfit with Jill laughing and saying how inventive and outrageous it was with Mary saying “You asked me to come in something daring, so I have!”
There was my Mary in a truly scintillating "outfit". She was wearing a black neck band, basque and panties being covered only with a white net “skirt”-if you could call it a skirt that was! To finish the outfit she got a veil made from the same material out of a plastic bag and put that over her head, wow! Her attention to detail even included wearing two of my squash wrist sweat bands, a white on one wrist and a black on the other. Her outfit certainly left nothing to the imagination because the net material was completely see through and the only thing hiding her body was her basque and panties! Hanif didn’t hesitate and pulling her to him gave her a kiss saying she looked fantastic. Our coats, bits and pieces and sleeping bags were put in their dining room and with them saying their valuable china and glass collections were in it said we were the only people allowed in and gave Mike the key for safe keeping.
It was a “no camera” party so there are no pics of the evening but I did take some later. I got her to dress up in the same outfit in February with the snow that month complimenting her outfit. I had to give it to her because she was always game for some saucy photos and I took a run of 19 pics with her doing a striptease and her even ending up sitting naked in the snow in the final shot. As you can imagine it was pretty cold so in between shots she came in the conservatory for me to wrap her in a personal electric blanket to keep her warm. You may be surprised she tolerated that but being so proud of what she had made wanted some pics of it. I haven’t included any in our gallery to go with this story leaving you to your imagination about what she looked like from my description but will with the next story so you can see if your if your lecherous thoughts were right. Their lounge was large with seats and bean bags at the sides and as we walked in you could have cut the air with a knife! All the men stopped what they were saying or doing to look at her. Jill took us around introducing us to her friends with the men’s eyes devouring Mary’s body with her nipples and areola’s clearly being seen through the lacy strip at the top of her basque.
I suppose the men who were sitting down were perhaps the luckiest because with her having a massively hairy mound and their eyes being at “fanny level” they could see her pubes poking out from the edges of her knickers and the outline of her pussy lips with them pulled tight against her. Her crutch has so many it is impossible to keep them all hidden under them and in fact with her being proud of her bush and a “show off” I suspected she had actually combed them out sideways so even more could be seen and she later confessed she had, dirty girl! I noticed with one man entranced at the sight his partner turned his face back from looking and said a few words to him as we walked away and made our way around the room! “Whoops”, I thought, “he’ll be in the doghouse when he gets home!” Needless to say though everyone including the women, adored her metre long hair.
