" I asked nervously. "What exactly are you looking for?" Uh, something sexy." I just knew he could see right through the lie but he didn't let on even... after I gave him the sizes I needed. He helped me pick out an entire outfit. I ended up with white see thought panties, a white bra, matching stockings and suspender belt and a tight little white dress that would barely cover my arse. Before we made our way to the checkout he asked if that was all I needed with a devious knowing grin. I said no. Where was sex with Chastity taking Bernard or Chastity for that matter? Probably just from fucking uncommitted promiscuousness today to a gang-bang tomorrow. But in the coming instance both Chastity and Bernard, could well just fuck, and then fuck again. Chastity liked sex… free of attachment, sex as sex. Bernard was ready for that too and set off for the retreat library.Chastity was the modern ubiquitous prick-teaser, the coquette of history, the wanton tramp of nooks, alcoves, secluded dark. She explained her marriage had been in trouble for a few years and that there were changes happening with her work which she wasn't happy with.She was sad that we'd never had the chance to properly talk and reminisce. Her husband was going away for a few days on business and she longed for the opportunity to meet with me to have a drink, reminisce and have a much-needed laugh.I thought a lot about this. How would we feel in each other's company? I still kept the memory of the summer we had. So, having a soft, attractive woman resting her headon his chest was vastly more intoxicating than the drinks he had consumedearlier.Neither payed much attention to the movie once she started running her handover his stomach and chest. She seemed to be mesmerized by his masculinebody, and couldn't take her hands off of him. A part of him told him tostop her, even get up and go to bed, if necessary, but he just couldn'tbring himself to break the wonderful trance the two were sharing.He adjusted.