I live in Queensland, Australia, and the climate is hot, I love to sun bake and often did so in our back garden. I would wear my bikini with the strap...s down so that I did not get strap marks. Rob, the neighbour, worked for the government and usually got home about 3.30 pm, he always came up to see me when he got home and I was usually sun baking. He would sit and talk to me, on one occasion I made sure to pull my bikini top down a little so that my nipple was exposed just above the bikini top,. I know; tough job. As they say, somebody's gotta do them. I was often able to bring my wife along, but that was one trip she didn't make. During that era of our marriage she was doing some work either as a personal fitness trainer or as a tennis coach for individual, mostly wealthy clients. I'm pretty sure she was also doing some serious shagging of either her clients or, in particular, one other guy she worked with. But I could never prove that. It's just something I thought about. A lot.So. The accountant says, “Before we begin, I’ll need to ask you a few questions.” He gets her name, address etc. and then asks, “What’s your occupation?”“I’m a prostitute,” she says.The accountant is taken aback and says, “That’s too gross. Let’s try to re-phrase that.”The woman says, “OK, I’m a high-end call girl.”“No, that still won’t work. Need something more acceptable.”They both think for a minute; then the woman says, “I’m an elite poultry farmer.”The accountant asks, “What does poultry. My supposed bravery in standing up for Anh, my latest ‘miraculous’ ability, and the excitement at what Shani, Anh and I had done were all working against me, and I had my own teenage hormones countering my resolve. Cate’s eyes also widened in interest as everyone teased me about what they planned to do with me, and while Anh might claim she was too old to care, I could see the gleam in her eyes as well.So it was with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation that I unlocked the door. ‘Hey,.