I was wearing a tank top and shorts. I guess going without a bra was a bit risqué but Tom likes it and my breasts are small. As the evening wore on ...and we were getting ready to leave, Keith came up to me and said, "you look very nice tonight, Cara… but you looked even better yesterday afternoon by your pool.” I was stunned. I said, ”Keith, what were you doing at home? Why weren’t you at work?” “I work from home a couple of days a week now. I noticed you by the pool and, of course, I appreciate. She rubs the beer can against the side of her face, then her ass, then over her breasts, making her nipples hard through the gauzy fabric.The men sense her silent invitation, converging slowly, running their hands over her body. In the mirror she watches herself as the tallest of the men runs his fingers through her hair, then takes her face in his hand, leans down and kisses her with his full thick lips. She feels a sudden surge of wetness soak the narrow thong of her bathing suit bottom as he. The lace of my bra just barely peeked through. I then slipped on my strapless sandals. I observed myself in the mirror and took a long discriminating look at myself and decided that for a woman about to turn 45 I was still desirable. I grabbed my purse and keys. I was off.A few patrons of the club were sitting at the bar. I recognized some of the faces of the regulars. Some nodded a greeting my way. The waiter escorted me to a table just in front of the empty stage. I was nervous, or. "I can hardly wait."After breakfast I dress as she wishes. We make long, slow, passionatelove and then cuddle all morning. I know she wants to talk aboutmarriage but I wait for her to bring up the subject. We dress and go toa favorite lunch spot. After lunch, as she promised, Dora snugly lacesme into a pretty red and gold underbust corset which leaves my breastsexposed. She permits me to wear panties but no bra. I attach blackstockings to the corset's garter tabs and at her command step into.