I was totally envious."So," continued Sissy, "you'll have met Margaret then?" Yes. She's just finishing your accounts."With that Margaret appeared in ...the doorway with the accounts book."I've signed it off. That's one job done, now what about this secondjob?" It's Beverly here," replied Sissy. "Really, she just needs a bit offine tuning. You know, the really special little things that finish itoff." Well, that wig needs sorting," declared Margaret as she approached meto inspect me closely. "For. It had been a long drive and I was looking forward to relaxing by the pool. Though all thoughts of relaxations went out of my mind when I saw my wife’s bikini. Calling it a bikini was an overstatement. It was nothing but a bunch of strings tied together expertly to cover just the necessary bit of area. The fishnet style bikini revealed all of her boobs and her ass except for the middle portion which was covered by just the tiniest piece of clothes available. One wrong move and she would be. I am surprisingly comfortable and I watch your activities curiously. You run your hands along my smooth thighs now. I shiver involuntarily from your touch. Your exploring fingers begin voyaging upward, in search of hidden treasures. I feel myself getting excited from anticipation. I wonder what you are feeling. You gently encourage my thighs to part. My body, the way it is feeling, would obey your every command. Your warm hands caress my inner thighs. I moan softly. You now move my slip higher,. Even though it wasn’t touching, she could feel the vibrations teasing her vulva. With a few accidental nudges pushing it right up against her engorged clitoris. She could hardly lie still at this point. She twitched each time the wand got a little too close. After twenty minutes of this teasing I stopped and said that's all I could do for her legs today. She wouldn’t admit it but, she was dripping with lubrication. My pole was also dripping from the sight and fragrance of her arousal. I said,.