I put the bra and panties the bin and walked out of the ladies room. Where Brad was waiting for me. I walked up to him, pressed myself against him and... said let's go shopping. I told him I needed a sexy new dress and needed someone to tell me what looked and didn't look hot on me. Brad said okay. We found a shop in an arcade and walked in. Brad unlike my husband didn't feel uncomfortable at all. A woman with long dark hair walked over to and asked if she could be of some assistance. I smiled at. As a matter of fact he would mention it to the head yard man that I was an extra treat for a job well done. What I hadn’t realized is that there were eight of them in this crew. All I wore today was high heels (I love wearing heels), a little bikini which showed all my assets quite nicely. I also made sure my lips were nice and creamy. I have found that men do enjoy fucking a creamy lipsticked mouth as well as kissing one. As I looked out the window I saw the crew had shown up & they were. ”“And your lips. They are beautifully perfect. You get that a lot too?" I said, moving ever so closely to her. My erection was getting harder.“They just said I had some DSL's. Perverts,” she said.“Are they wrong, though?" I replied.I put my finger on her bottom lip. She started sucking on my finger slowly, as she felt on my erect crotch.“Get in the car," she commanded. I got in the back seat. She kissed me, roughly with moans. “Mmm. Fuck me. Mmm.”She broke it off, and started to lower my warmup. I lifted her and half carried her through to the living area. Imogen and Branny had followed me to see what was going on, and by the time I returned with the woman they had already cleared one of the settees for me to lie her on. Mum had grabbed a damp cloth, while Branny was getting basic first aid stuff from the replicator. Even as I was examining the deep gash on her forehead, the blood flow was rapidly diminishing. The nanites in her system I guessed."That's quite impressive," Imogen said.