She was in a skimpy bikini, with a short towellingrobe barely covering her ample proportions and I couldn't take my eyes offher luscious curves. "Ssss...orry ma'am, I didn't mean to stare" I replied, blushingfuriously. "You are here to work young man, not oggle my body and youbetter make a good job of it too! Now I suggest you get those two louts tounload the truck and I'll show you what I need doing." As soon as I saw her, I knew this job was going to be trouble.She spun on her heel and walked. But then she spoke. ‘So, Erin, you decided to go braless in honor of the holiday, huh?’ I immediately recognized Christina’s voice, and wasn’t sure which I should do first: spit out my mouthful of beer, or fall off my barstool. Maybe both? ‘Wha… Christina? What are you doing here? How did you…?’ ‘I didn’t mean to scare you, Kerry – I’m sorry. But when I read about your hot fantasy in your diary, I didn’t want to be left out!’ Embarrassed and then angry, I demanded to know just how often she. "er yeah actually i said with a slight laugh" pulling down her dress to reveal a strapless bra she said "here then have a proper look" as she did this my cock started to throb in my tight grey trousers, was i getting turned onby a 51 year old women, fuck yeah, it was her confidence something younger women dont always have, for once i didnt have to make the first move.She pulled my had up over her large breast and squeezed my had grasping it tightley,the throb in my trouses was noa full hardon,. Everything else, well...it's hardfor me to discern what were dreams and what was reality.My contact wasn't clear on what had happened. He wondered if I'dwitnessed the ritual. He sensed that I had. It wasn't until we met LeiWa back in Bangkok and she read the note I'd been given with itselaborate script that I learned that I had been honored with selection. She bowed to me and solemnly hugged me. Apparently, I too had had someperceptible mystical quality that deemed that I would become a.