Iris laughed, “Only my thoroughbred now, he’s grazing in the meadow: several were stabled here before the war but with the price of hay in the win...ter...”“Is your husband busy here on the estate Iris?” I asked cautiously.There was an uncomfortable silence before Iris Carlton-Hawes answered with a freshly spun story; since she had never been married.“Ronald was lost in an expedition over six months ago Margot.” She replied evenly.“I’m so sorry.” I mumbled awkwardly, my blunder causing me to. After so many years of marriage, though, who doesn’t fantasise that they’re actually making love with someone else, when doing the deed with their long term partner? ... and don’t all blokes fancy the pants off their wife’s sister, anyway?By coincidence, Helen was staying with us for a couple of days, so that she and Julie could have some girly time together - shopping, latte, shopping, Prosecco, more shopping - you get the score.As my fantasy unfolded the ride home went all too quickly, and. ...I love you too babydoll. I shuffle with my heeled boots clipping on the ground, you try make me walk fast knowing how hard it is for me to keep up and keep my tits from draggin.... mmmmm, the attendants eyes all over me...he is dressed in all leather and I see his cock coming to life. You tell him you want me first bound floating as if on my back and lifted, my right leg knee bent and left leg stretched as far as it will go, then you want my tits bound tight, my arms bound behind my back and. I was engrossed in watching the cormorant fishing below me in the slightly damp mist - watching him twist the just-caught flatfish to the point where he could swallow breakfast. When the hands touched my shoulders I nearly had a heart attack with shock. The runner recoiled and said softly "Sorry - I thought you had heard me."She stood in the growing light of the early dawn hands by her side, head at a slight angle as she continued "I've seen you in my secret spot before and not come up here -.