“You can just call me Al then just like all my real friends.”Somehow her hot hand was rubbing my knee and I allowed my fingertips to come into con...tact with the edge of her rounded breast as I had it draped around the padded booth in which we were sitting. She didn’t pull away and that was an encouraging sign so I continued my explorations at a discreet pace hopefully unsuspected.We had a few and then it was suddenly last orders and we stumbled out into the slightly damp night like marooned. "Hello?" she said quietly, seeing nobody outside. "Hello...?" she repeated, but again, no response. Suddenly there was a rustling in the bushes that drew her attention. Steadily, cautiously, she stepped down from the doorway onto the cold stone steps leading up to the house. "Who's out there?" The break of nerves in her voice was obvious, but she pressed on. Gingerly she began to step down onto the moist grass and followed the slowly reaccuring sound. Finding nothing, she turned and quickly ran. The meeting that day had gone well and back in my hotel I shower and dress. First I put on my favourite sheer to the waist, crotchless, tan pantyhose. Over these I slip on a pair of my wife's black crotchless panties. Then I put on a tshirt and trousers. I don't bother with socks and slip on my shoes. I put on my jacket and am ready to go. I need a meal and head out to look for somewhere to eat. As I walk I can feel the material of my trousers rubbing over the nylon of my pantyhose and panties.. I ordered a drink and after a while observe a lady of about 50 years old, very smart they smiled discreetly, smiled back and asked the waiter to bring him a drink on my own to the nice granny called Silvia said. After a started chatting about some trivia about his work and mine while. It was then, when I get her roommate, a woman more or less the same age, quite fat and appeared as Mariela. Sideways and anecdotes spent the evening until exhaustion took hold of me and I decided to pay the bill.