3 comments/ 22975 views/ 9 favorites Leaving Present By: Risktaker48 The dispensing room was compact and only just big enough for two people to work in. Julia was preparing a large batch of prescription drugs for the local old people's home. Jamie leant across her to check stocks of different drugs for what felt like the twentieth time since she had arrived that afternoon. If she didn't know that he was genuinely trying to complete his audit she would have guessed he was deliberately trying to get on her nerves. Jamie was a locum pharmacist who was carrying out a statutory audit of the pharmacy and had been working there for the last two weeks. There had been quite a lot of light hearted banter between Jamie and the three pharmacy assistants but today he was trying to finish the final stage of the audit and Julia needed to complete the drugs dispensing so there was a bit of tension as they got in each other's way. The pharmacy owner Mr Armin was out for the rest of the day so Jamie was also covering as the onsite qualified pharmacist. Julia turned to face Jamie as he leant across her again, "Look, if I go a make a cup of tea for us, can you hurry up and finish so I can get on with my work?" she asked gently putting her hands on his chest and pushing him away. His chest felt quite firm to the touch and she suddenly wondered if he worked out or was naturally muscled. Jamie smiled, "Lovely, milk no sugar please. Any chocolate biscuits?" he added. "Don't push your luck, I just want you out from under my feet so I can get this done and get changed before I leave!" replied Julia trying to sound stern but with a smile on her face. "Are you going on a hot date?" Jamie asked, "I thought you were a happily married woman?" he teased. "No," Julia replied. "No you're not happily married?" asked Jamie twisting her words. "No, I've not got a hot date, not unless you call meeting with Kristy to watch her latest partner at a darts match at the Cock Inn as a hot date?" she retorted and stepped into the small kitchenette. "Kristy, do you want tea or coffee?" called out Julia. "An ice cold PIMMS would be nice, but coffee will do!" Kristy replied from the shop counter area. "I'll get us a jug of PIMMS on our date at the pub later," called out Jamie. "Oh Julie's asked you out to make up a foursome?" said Kristy, "Be careful with her old man away so much she is a desperate housewife!" "I hope I can live up to her expectations," joked Jamie, "Should I grab some Viagra just in case?" Julia missed the last of the banter as the noise from the kettle drowned out Jamie and Kristy. She walked back to the dispensing room with the tea and coffee and found Jamie and Kristy giggling. "Am I missing something?" she asked. "No Jules, just showing Jamie some pictures of a couple of puppies on my new iPhone," replied Kristy innocently. "Well here's the tea, coffee and biscuits. Take it through to the consulting room," said Julia to Kristy, "I'm going to finish the dispensing and get changed so you can shoot off home early." She could hear them laughing while she worked but could not make out what they were discussing but it was probably something quite smutty knowing Kristy. Julia knew that Kristy had fancied Jamie the minute she had seen a picture of him on his iPhone in his Rugby kit; she had asked to look at on the pretext of buying the same phone but she really wanted to see if he had any significant others. However she needn't have been as devious as Jamie had given Julia a rundown of his life including the fact he had no one in his life at the moment due mainly to the breakup of his last relationship eighteen months previously. The fact that he had told Julia this vital piece of information seemed to annoy Kristy a little and Julia thought she may be jealous even though she was still in the early days of yet another serious relationship as she described them; Kristy was on her third one since Julia had known her. Kristy liked to flirt with most men that came into the shop, but she was a nice girl and had improved the working environment when she joined nearly twelve months earlier. She had also managed to persuade Julia to get out in the evening more mainly to exercise classes at the local sports centre but they had also been out to the pub on a couple of occasions. By the time Jamie and Kristy finished their break Julia had reached the last of the prescriptions; she reached for a bottle anti-depressants and felt an arm come around her waist and then a hand push a biscuit to her mouth. "No need for the happy pills. We left the last one for you," said Jamie smiling his face close to hers. Julia could feel the hairs on her neck bristle as his breath blew over them as he spoke. To her surprise she felt her nipples harden underneath the cotton bra she wore. She couldn't reply as the biscuit was between her teeth. She brought her arm down brushing Jamie' hand downwards across her breasts making her flinch as her nipples reacted and hardened further. Blushing she pushed his hands away and took the biscuit from her mouth, "Do you mind? I have almost finished so go and pester Kristy in the shop!" she said tartly. "Yes mistress!" replied Jamie laughing as he backed out of the dispensing room. Julia stood silently for a second then rubbed her hand over her breasts in an attempt to see if her nipples were showing through the fabric of her overall. The weather had been sunny and very hot for the past two weeks so Julia had just been wearing a light tunic without a blouse or jumper underneath. This kept her cool but she was conscious of exposing too much flesh as her overall had a fairly low cut neck line; Kristy exploited this and happily showed off her cleavage although her 32" B cups were no match for Julia's 34" DDs even though hers were fifteen years older and had suckled two kids. Julia smiled to herself as her mind compared their figures then she remembered she was meant to be a sensible, 46 year-old married mother of two not a young girl on the market for a man. Those days were long gone; she had been married for twenty-three of those years half of her lifetime. She felt her nipples soften as she forced herself to concentrate on the dispensing. Julia finished the last of her work and called Jamie to let him know he could start work again. "I'm going to get changed and then Kristy can get home," Julia said to Jamie, "Can you cope on your own for a while?" "Don't worry I'll come looking for you if I forget all my years of training," he replied sarcastically. Julia ignored him and went into the consulting room where she had hung up her dress for the evening. Closing the door she unbuttoned her tunic and trousers stripping to her white cotton bra and big sensible knickers. She checked the door was locked and unclasped her bra and slipped her knickers off noticing a slight stain on the crotch. Finding a moist tissue she wiped her vagina lips surprised how damp she was and wondered if it was because Jamie had accidently touch her breasts. Pushing the thoughts from her mind she quickly took her fresh underwear from a bag and slipped on a pair of lacy peach coloured bikini style panties; a present from her husband after one of his increasingly frequent foot-in the mouth moments. As she did up the clasp of her matching bra, Julia heard laughter from outside but dismissed it as Kristy and Jamie mucking around. Julia slipped her hand inside each cup of her bra and adjusted her breasts into a more comfortable position; at least her husband had remembered her bra size and more importantly the size of her hips. The laughter continued outside but she ignored it and stepped into her new light blue linen dress and fastened the buttons that ran all the way down its front to the hemline. She turned around checking the mirror to see if anything was out of place; as she raised her arms she noticed her bra showed through the sides of her dress. Julia hated to have her underwear on show even if it was fashionable; she slipped the dress down and unclasped her bra and shrugged it off her shoulders; she was about to put her old bra back on but decided to try the dress without a bra to see if it could support her comfortably. The dresses shape hugged her breasts and kept them in place. She bent forward checking the mirror for potential breast fallout, the square cut neckline was lower than she normally liked, it was a bit revealing but at least there was no nipple on show, she would just have to be careful not to lean forward too much. She slipped on new white sandals with a small heel, another daring addition to her wardrobe for her these days as she normally wore sensible flat shoes as was the dress as she rarely wore dresses or skirts preferring trousers and tops. Julia had recently begun to put together a new wardrobe in readiness for her first holiday alone with her husband, Kevin, since their first baby nearly twenty years ago; a chance to rekindle some of the sparks of desire in their marriage as he had put it; foot-in-the-mouth time again. The outfit she had put on was one she had bought to wear during the sultry evenings on the island of Crete the same resort where they had spent their first holiday together. She looked in mirror and smiled realising the outfit was a far cry from the sexy thigh skimming dresses and three inch stiletto heels she wore back then; but she was a middle-aged mother now not a hot little Essex-kitten as her husband continued to call her (emphasising the 'sex' in Essex). At least the recent heat-wave had allowed her to gain a healthy tan just like those long gone days. She had wanted to get a bit of colour to her skin before their trip and had begun to take an hour or so a day to lie in the sun; at first she just wore an old pair of shorts and a small sleeveless top but as she began to get some colour she decided to go the whole hog and dig out her one-piece swimsuit. However age and the moths had got there first and it tore as she wriggled into it. Undeterred and making a mental note to go shopping for another couple of swimsuits, she rifled her daughter's drawers for one of hers. It was a little too low cut on the breasts and high cut in the leg for a middle aged woman but as she was only going to be in the seclusion of her own back garden she slipped it on surprised how well it fitted apart from the tufts of unruly middle aged woman pubic hair escaping the crotch. A few careful strokes of a her husband's wet razor sorted that but led to a constant need to keep it tidy if nothing else but to keep the itching at bay as the hair grew back. She had booked a leg waxing session at the local Spa and was persuaded to go for a bikini wax too; a 'landing strip' as the beautician Melissa called it. It had only been done two days before; she was still getting used to the smooth silky skin around her pubic hair which she found herself touching every time she went to the loo or in bed at night before dropping off to sleep. She had decided to keep it waxed even though she had felt extremely embarrassed to have her naked fanny on show whilst Melissa gossiped about her various friends; worst still was Melissa getting her to turn over and waxing her bum crack too as she noticed a quite few grey pubic hairs back there. That had given Kristy a belly laugh when Julia recounted the experience. She had suggested she go the whole hog and have a full wax job just in case a few grey hairs remained; then she had made a lewd suggestion about what Kevin might do when he discovered her with a bald pussy and arse crack. Determined to get a good even tan without too many white bits Julia had even spent the last couple of sun-bathing sessions with the top of the swimsuit rolled down past her waist almost to the top of her pubes. Kristy had almost caught her out when she popped in unexpectedly as Julia had dozed under the hot sun, it was the sound of her shouting down her mobile phone at her 'partner' Alan that woke her in time to scrabble the swimsuit up to cover her breasts. Apart from the panic at nearly getting caught she was pleased at the result of her new daring side was a tan to rival her youth when she would happily lay on the beach with her breasts on show clad only in skimpy bikini bottoms. She was even considering buying a couple of bikinis for the holiday. Not that her husband had noticed any of these changes as he had been away on business most of the time over the last month; arriving home late on Friday nights and leaving late on Sunday they had not been intimate for weeks. Though not entirely her husband's fault as she had turned her back on him on more than one occasion feigning tiredness because she felt he was more interested in work and just going through the motions out of a sense of duty. Julia dismissed the daydream as it was getting all too familiarly depressing and started to re-apply her make-up; fifteen minutes later she had finished tidying her make-up and she stepped out of the consulting room. Jamie was typing his report on the computer and Kristy had just finished serving a customer so Julia told her she could leave early. Just before she left Kristy whispered to Julia, "I wouldn't mind getting my prescription filled by Jamie!" Julia laughed, "You wouldn't mind getting filled by anyone!" "True," replied Kristy with a smile, "Jamie's going to give you a lift so I'll see you at the pub. Don't be late!" she continued then sped out of the door before Julia could complain. An hour and a half later Julia turned out the lights, set the alarm and picked up her clutch bag before pushing Jamie out of the door, "Come on, hurry up or the alarm will go off!" she ordered. "Just making sure you've got everything, mistress!" he teased, "Your carriage awaits." Julia blinked at the brightness, slipping on her sunglasses she looked around the car park and saw an old MG sports car next to a new Ford Focus. She walked over to the Focus, thinking this is the sensible car for a pharmacist, and waited for Jamie to unlock it. Jamie smiled as he walked past the new car and unlocked the MG and lowered the convertible roof. "Look real air-con," he laughed as he noticed the look of distain on her face at the prospect of getting a lift in a slightly tatty if classic British sports car, "Jump on board and let the wind ruffle your hair," he said as he opened the creaking door for her. Julia struggled to keep her decency as she got into the low slung car, constantly smoothing her skirt trying to avoid flashing her legs and potentially more. When she finally fastened her seat belt she glanced at Jamie and was sure he had a smirk on his face enjoying her struggles. Jamie swept out of the car park and accelerated along the road towards the pub. Julia let go of the hem of her dress to grip the seat and shouted above the noise of the engine, "I hope this thing has decent brakes!" "It can stop on a sixpence, old girl," replied Jamie putting on plumy accent. "Old girl!" shouted Julia indignantly. "Sorry, I meant to say 'Hot Babe'," Jamie shouted back. Julia's face broke into a smile, she relaxed realising she may as well try to enjoy ride it was a sports car after all. She leant back in her seat, rested her arm on the door turned her face towards the sun and felt the breeze ease the humidity. The hem of her dress fluttered as the breeze increased as Jamie increased the speed on the country road as it lifted higher on her legs Julia caught a glimpse of Jamie taking a sly look at her thighs. Deliberately sliding down the seat a little to allow the hem to rise further she checked the expression on Jamie's face. "Shouldn't you be watching the road?" she shouted smirking slightly at the fact her legs could still attract a man's attention. "Eyes glued ahead, madam," he shouted in reply blushing slightly at being caught. The entrance to the pub car park was rapidly approaching but Jamie didn't slow the sports car. As they swept past Julia looked back opening her mouth to protest but Jamie pre-empted her, "We're going to my new place first to freshen up and change, we can take a shortcut back through the woods later!" Jamie braked heavily about half a mile further on, the tyres screeched as he turned left on to a private road and the back of the car fish-tailed. Julia gripped the seat again and glared at Jamie who was grinning broadly. They bounced along the private road deeper into the woods until Julia could no longer see or hear the traffic on the main road. The road appeared to peter out ahead of them but then Jamie took another left onto a small track and two cottages appeared in front of them in a clearing. The sports car slid to a halt in front of a largish cottage covered with ivy and wisteria. "Chez Jamie!" he announced turning off the engine and pulling on the hand-brake. As he did so the back of his hand accidentally brushed Julia's thigh. She felt a surprised tingle through her nipples and glanced down to check they weren't poking through the fabric of her dress. Jamie's eyes followed hers and he grinned widely and asked, "Did you enjoy the ride?" Embarrassed Julia looked away before replying, "A typical man, racing off at speed and cutting the journey short!" "So you like a slow, luxurious ride?" Jamie said, "I can do that too!" He jumped out of the car and rushed round to open the door for her, "Welcome to my humble abode your ladyship, mi casa es su casa!" "Spanish too!" said Julia sarcastically. "I'm multi-lingual," said Jamie adding cheekily, "I like to get my tongue around something different now and again, don't you?" Julia felt her face flush as Jamie flirted, "Only if it is appropriate," she replied swinging her legs from the car. She realised he could see straight down the top of her dress as he took her hand to help her from the car. He didn't step back deliberately making her brush against him as she stood up. "Are you going to show me in?" she asked, "Or do I have to wait here?" Jamie stepped back and bowed with a flourish, "Definitely not my lady, after you," he said and placed a hand on the small of her back and guided her to the front door. Just then the door of the neighbouring cottage opened and a silver haired woman stepped out. "Oh, Jamie I see you have company," the woman said, "Can you spare a moment?" "Yes, Mrs O," Jamie replied, "Anything for my sexy neighbour!" "Oh stop your chatter, young man," she laughed, "You would run a mile if came on to you!" "How can you be sure?" laughed Jamie, "Maybe I'm into the mature woman." "You don't want my saggy body and titties, when you have gorgeous company," Mrs O said nodding towards Julia. Mrs O saw the shocked look on Julia's face, "Only joking my dear, an old woman's fantasy world," she said with a laugh, "Mind you I don't think you will be disappointed, if you know what I mean!" "Well my GILF neighbour, what can I do for you if it isn't another marathon bonk-fest?" asked Jamie. "Well you can keep an eye on my cat while I'm away for the weekend," she declared, "I'm off on an old peoples cruise, hopefully I might find a nice young sailor looking for an inheritance." She winked at Julia, "You won't have to worry about making too much noise out here, with me gone no one can hear a thing, you can let yourself go mad!" "Thank you," said Julia not really knowing how to respond. "No problem old woman, I'll try to remember your pussy," laughed Jamie, "If my bird here let's me alone for a while!" "Oh good, well I'm all packed," Mrs O said with another wink, "I'll be going now, so give the young girl a drink to relax then you can get down to it!" She gave Jamie a kiss on the lips, waved then headed towards a big 4x4 Range Rover. Mrs O started it up did a wheel spin and sped off down the track to the main road. Jamie was still smiling when he saw Julia's bewildered face, "She's always like that, it takes a bit of getting used to but she is a great laugh. We got blind drunk together a couple of weeks back on her homemade wine. Actually her titties aren't that saggy!" Leaving Present "What you've seen her breasts?" blurted out Julia. Jamie laughed, "When she gets drunk you can't stop her whipping them out! Come on inside and I'll get you a drink. I just need to have a quick shower and change then we can get over to the pub. You can have a look around while you wait but be careful upstairs as some of the paintwork might still be tacky." "Just like you're neighbour Mrs O," muttered Julia. Jamie either didn't hear the comment or chose to ignore it as he opened the door. There was a blast of warm air from inside where the cottage had been locked up during the day. Jamie went around opening windows to try to get some air circulating. Julia could feel sweat begin to trickle down her back and between her breasts. "You should have left some windows open," she said stating the obvious, "I'll need a shower too if I stay in here." "Well you're welcome to join me," replied Jamie, "It's a nice big shower, room for all sorts of fun!" "You mistake me for Mrs O," said Julia, "I'll just have a cold glass of Coke and take a wander around the garden, while you have a cold shower!" "Well if you change your mind, just get naked and hop in!" he said laughing. "I suppose that's how you got to see Mrs O's not so saggy titties!" called Julia as she headed for the garden. "Are you jealous," Jamie called out, "I can let you have your way with me if you want milady!" "I'm a married woman, why would I need to be jealous," blustered Julia regretting getting onto the subject of Mrs O's less than saggy titties. "Here's your drink," Jamie called through the kitchen window, "I'm going to head for the shower." She looked back toward the kitchen window and caught a glimpse of his naked torso as he turned to head up the hallway. He was definitely well muscled and she felt her nipples tingling again. She picked up her drink from the window sill and sipped it thinking, "I suppose you can't blame Mrs O for wanting to get to grips with a bit of young flesh." She muttered to herself, "Listen to yourself woman anyone would think you fancied trying a bit on the side. You're as bad as Kristy!" Julia heard the shower running as she returned from a circuit of the garden. The glass of Coke Jamie had given her contained a large shot of Bacardi but she wasn't complaining as it was cool. Feeling much cooler she went back inside the cottage through the conservatory which housed a weights bench, rack of free weights and a rowing machine. The conservatory led into the main living space where the only furniture was a bean bag, a small chest of drawers and a double mattress lying on the hardwood floor. In one corner stood a television complete with games console, satellite box and DVD player, on the other side of the room a laptop sat on the floor beside a wireless router. Julia thought, "This is a typical single man's pad, I bet he has a stash of porn DVDs somewhere." She ventured into the hallway and noticed the door to the shower room was ajar; avoiding going too close Julia walked upstairs to check the bedrooms. The rooms were all bare but neatly decorated just waiting carpets and furnishing. The loft hatch was open and the ladder down but she decided not to venture up there. As she descended the stairs she noticed an antique full length mirror and a large cardboard box with a note attached. Curious she read the note; 'Found this lot in the loft, didn't know you was into cross dressing! I'll be back to finish boarding the loft tomorrow, Dave.' Julia smiled thinking, 'No kisses,' then she moved the mirror to have a closer look in the cardboard box. Inside was a small tin marked Party Shots, a couple of pairs of platform high heels, a long cerise evening dress, silky bra and panty set in baby pink, white sheer stockings and matching suspender belt plus a pair of fake handcuffs. She was about to call out to Jamie to say something funny about the contents of the box when the shower stopped and she heard the door slide back. Looking up she caught movement in the mirror; she focused and realised the angle of the mirror reflected directly into the shower room. Jamie was bent over towel drying his hair and Julie could see his naked body dripping water onto the floor. Transfixed she watched as he vigorously rubbed his head making his body shake and then she saw his cock bouncing back and forth swinging free. Her face reddened but she continued to watch his cock swinging like a pendulum on a grandfather clock. His cock was only partly aroused but appeared long and thick, his pubic hair blonde and barely noticeable. Jamie moved the towel over his body drying his muscles and then cupping his heavy looking balls in the towel. Eventually Julia tore her eyes away from his body and walked into the kitchen her face burning with embarrassment. Her mind began filling with thoughts, 'How big would he be erect?', 'Why had she stared at him for so long?', 'was he bigger than Kevin?' She almost slapped herself at the last thought, "You are a married woman; you shouldn't even want to look at him let alone compare his cock to your own husband's," she muttered to herself, "Anyway when was the last time she had seen Kevin's prick in the daylight?" She reached for the bottle of Bacardi poured another generous measure into her glass topping it off with Coke. Taking a sip she noticed there was only a small amount of Bacardi left in the bottle so she poured it into her glass. She called out, "I've just finished the last of the Bacardi; do you want to share this one?" "No, I'll wait until I get to the pub," he called back, "Did you see a bag of clean washing on your tour of the house?" "No," she called back. "Bugger, Mrs O said she would have it ready," he shouted. Julia laughed, "You get an old woman to do your washing for you? Can't you fend for yourself?" "She offered while I decorated the cottage and sorted out moving in properly," he called indignantly, "I only keep a few changes of clothes here at the moment." She looked up from her drink as he emerged from the shower room naked from the waist up his lower half wrapped in a towel. Julia could make out the shape of his cock beneath the towel and she felt herself staring at his crotch. "You can always wear your clubbing outfit," she laughed nodding towards the cardboard box. Jamie turned around and saw the bra and panties hanging out of the box, "Very funny, but they're more your size not mine. Anyway the colour wouldn't suit me." He walked into the main room and searched through the chest of drawers pulling out a pair of shorts and a bright coloured shirt, "I'll just have to go commando, until Mrs O gets back!" he said. "Well hurry up or we will be late!" said Julia. "I won't be long I just need to dry my hair," replied Jamie, "Have a look through that stuff you can have it if you want, Mrs O's old tenant won't be coming back for it!" He ducked back into the bathroom and closed the door before Julia could ask questions. She took another look in the box and took out the two pairs of shoes. They looked her size so she decided to see if she could still walk around in such high heels. Slipping her sandals off; she sat on the stairs and fastened a light blue pair of heels to her feet. The colour matched her dress quite well and she would have probably brought a similar pair twenty-five years ago. Julia carefully pulled herself up while holding on to the banister. Getting her balance she checked her legs in the mirror and noticed how well the heels shaped her calves; they also felt quite comfortable. Gingerly she let go of the banisters and took a few steps along the hallway. Surprisingly she managed to walk in them quite easily; just then Jamie emerged from the bathroom. "Wow, those suit you," he said, "They make your legs look even longer!" Julia smiled, "Do you think so?" "Definitely, you should wear them to the pub," Jamie replied, "It will make Kristy jealous!" "It might be fun to see her face if I walk in the pub wearing these," laughed Julia, "But don't you think they are a bit tarty?" "No they're not; I dare you to wear them," said Jamie, "Kristy won't like having another hot babe around!" "Okay, just for a laugh tonight, but don't expect to see me prancing around the dispensary in them," she said. "Well I doubt if I'll see you again after tonight as I've finished the audit and once I drop off the report sometime tomorrow I probably won't be back again," Jamie replied. Julia felt a pang of regret at hearing that she wouldn't see him again, "Oh I thought you would be coming back from time to time as a locum." "Will you miss me?" Jamie laughed, "I thought I only got in your way!" "No," said Julia, "Kristy and I enjoyed you being there, it was a fun having you around. Does she know you're leaving tomorrow?" "Yes I told her while you were changing earlier. We will have to make the most of this evening; it can be my leaving-do," smiled Jamie, "Will I get a Strippagram?" "It won't be me, but maybe Kristy might be up for it!" laughed Julia taking another sip of her drink. "Shame, I would like to see your moves, you could borrow some more of the clothes," said Jamie nodding at the box. "I would need to be pretty drunk to prance around in those sorts of outfits again," declared Julia. "So you used to dress up when you were young, free and single?" asked Jamie. "We all let our hair down sometime in our lives," replied Julia sheepishly. "Perhaps I can try plying you with drink tonight and see if you let down your guard amongst other things," said Jamie suggestively. "Well you can try," replied Julia, "But there needs to be something in it for me!" "Interesting," mused Jamie, "I think we should get to the pub and discuss it a bit more!" "What's this?" asked Julia showing Jamie the tin box as she gulped down the rest of her drink. "Must be some sort of Adult drinking game, the girl who owned the stuff used to organise Ann Summers type parties," said Jamie, "Bring it along it might be a laugh to play it!" He led the way out to the MG, "Come on I'll drive around to the rear of the pub through the woods, I can pick up the car tomorrow," said Jamie, "It will save valuable drinking time!" Julia felt the warm glow from the large Bacardi she had downed as she tottered to the car. Jamie held the door open for her, as she sat down she realised the platform heels made it awkward to sit comfortably. She had to sit with her knees almost touching the dashboard which made the hem of her dress ride up; she noticed Jamie's eyes lingering on her bare thighs. Julia smiled to herself and crossed her legs allowing the dress to ride higher teasing Jamie with even more bare flesh. Jamie hesitated then closed the door, walked around to the driver's side and settled into the seat. Julia's legs were inclined towards him and he had to gently touch her knee to put the car in gear. "Sorry am I in your way?" she asked provocatively. "No, I'm happy touching your knee every time I change gear, provided you are," replied Jamie, "You being a happily married woman?" "Well it's only a short drive and I think it's okay to let you have a little thrill on your leaving-do," said Julia flirtingly, "As you Rugby boys say what goes on tour stays on tour!" "So how do you know about rugby tours?" asked Jamie his hand touching her leg again as he moved through the gears. "My husband played, well he still does play an occasional veterans game," she said, "but he gave up touring when we got married." "So you didn't trust him?" laughed Jamie. "It's not surprising after overhearing some of the banter at the club house," she smiled, "Anyway he had me so didn't need to go sniffing around other women!" "Well, I agree with him there," said Jamie, "If I had you I would give up touring!" "I doubt you would be saying that once you see under the wrapping," Julia said hoping to elicit more compliments. "Well maybe I can unwrap you later and let you know?" laughed Jamie leaving his hand on her leg after another gear change. Julia shifted her leg slightly but didn't push his hand away or reply immediately as an image of her lying naked on his mattress looking up at his swinging cock flickered through her mind. Luckily Jamie had to change down a gear for a tight bend and he released her leg breaking her daydream. The road opened out to a small fenced off car parking area and Jamie pulled up near a stile in the fence. Jamie switched off the engine, jumped out and ran around to Julia's door opening it for her and offered her a hand as she manoeuvred her legs out from under the dashboard. He looked down the top of her dress as she took his hand and stood up. "I think I won't be disappointed when you're unwrapped," he said. Julia's face flushed, "I think you will have to use your imagination, I'm a.." "Happily married woman!" said Jamie finishing her sentence with a laugh. Julia smiled, "Exactly and I'll be getting a taxi home later!" "Shame, I was looking forward to my leaving present," said Jamie. He turned still holding her hand and walked towards the stile. "You're not expecting me to climb that in these shoes?" declared Julia. "Don't worry I'll carry you over," he replied and swiftly picked her up. Julia squealed and clasped his neck fearing he would drop her. She gripped his neck and pressed herself to him feeling a warmth surge through her body. Her nipples hardened and her breasts tingled with excitement. "Hold on tight," said Jamie and stepped over the stile lifting her with ease. He stooped to put her down but she remained clamped to his neck, "You can let go now or do you want to be carried to the pub?" Embarrassed Julia let go, "You gave me a fright," she said, "Is the back of my dress creased?" "No, it's perfect" said Jamie and he smoothed his hand over her bum and gave it a pat, "and your bum!" Julia gave him a stare, "Warn me next time!" "Okay," he laughed and grabbed her hand, "Let's get to the pub!" They walked along the path hand in hand; Julia didn't pull away even when they arrived at the back of the pub garden. The noise from the pub was quite loud and the place was crowded with darts players and spectators so Jamie headed for a bench outside. Jamie sat down and Julia automatically sat beside him. "I'll go and get some drinks and see if Kristy's here yet," said Jamie, "What do you want?" "I thought you promised us a jug of PIMMs," she replied, "Lots of ice." "Your wish is my command, my beautiful Lady," said Jamie and headed for the bar. Julia felt sweat trickling between her breasts and she eased the front of her dress forward to try to let some air flow in. The top button popped off and dropped to the grass leaving just a thread of cotton behind. Annoyed she snapped the loose cotton and reached down for the wayward button, as she straightened up she noticed two heavily muscled and tattooed men opposite smiling. She smiled back and went to put the button in her clutch bag. Then she realised she hadn't picked it up from the kitchen when they left Jamie's cottage; her money, mobile phone and keys were inside. She was about to get up to try to find Jamie when one of the men opposite walked over and sat down next to her. "Hello, my name is Tomasz," he said introducing himself in a thick eastern European accent, "My friend and I would like to buy you a drink?" "I'm with someone, but thank you anyway," replied Julia politely. "My friend is lonely but doesn't speak good English," continued Tomasz, "Perhaps when you have done business with your friend you come with us?" Confused Julia said, "Sorry, we on a date not a business meeting?" "Don't worry we have plenty of money," replied Tomasz, "We take good care of you; we can go to a hotel." Suddenly realising what Tomasz was suggesting she said sternly but quietly, "I am not a whore, I am with a friend who will not be pleased at what you suggested; go away now and I won't make a fuss!" "Sorry, lady!" said Tomasz as he stood up. He walked over to his friend and indicated they went inside the pub. They chattered away in a foreign language and laughing they looked back in Julia's direction; the friend licked his lips suggestively then followed Tomasz through the door. Seconds later Jamie emerged with a tray containing a jug of PIMMs and three tall glasses; followed by Kristy carrying another tray with shot glasses filled with red and blue liquid. They placed the trays on the table and Jamie resumed his seat beside Julia as Kristy sat opposite. "What's the matter with you?" asked Kristy noticing the scowl on Julia's face, "We're about to have a party for Jamie's leaving-do!" "Well I just realised I left my purse at Jamie's and a big eastern European ape just mistook me for a prostitute!" replied Julia, "And he thought he could buy me for the price of a drink!" Kristy burst out laughing, "So you've met Tomasz and Joe then; they're part-time bouncers. They do that to every good looking woman who comes here. Tomasz thinks it's a great joke and probably hopes one will take him up on his offer!" Julia poured a long glass of PIMMs and gulped down half before replying, "Well I didn't get the joke, I told him I was on a date with Jamie but he persisted in making me out to be a whore; I think I might ask the owner to chuck him out!" "That won't work, Tomasz is her boyfriend!" laughed Kristy, "Calm down or she will throw us out and we have some drinks to finish off!" Julia took another gulp of her PIMMs and topped her glass off. Jamie poured two glasses for Kristy and him saying, "Leave some for us; this has to last!" "Why I thought you intended to ply us with drink all night!" replied Julia gradually calming down. "That was before I found out they can only take cash across the bar tonight; some problem with their card machines," said Jamie, "I spent all my cash on the PIMMs and Kristy brought the shots with the last of hers; we hoped you would have some cash on you!" "Well as you made me forget my purse, it looks like you're out of luck!" smiled Julia, "Unless you expect me to earn a few quid from Joe the Polish bouncer!" "Joe's Latvian or Estonian actually," laughed Kristy, "Considering the price of the drinks here, we may have to double up on him!" "Are you saying I couldn't command a decent fee for my services?" asked Julia trying to sound disappointed. "Well you're no spring chicken," teased Kristy, "Though he may be kinky for a Mother figure," she continued giggling at her own joke. "Ladies please, no fighting especially over who could command a better price as a whore," pleaded Jamie, "I am sure you both have a few tricks that would be worth paying for!" he added then ducked as both Julia and Kristy took playful swipes at his head. "At least I will get you back to my place tonight," said Jamie touching Julia's leg, "Maybe I can persuade you to stay for breakfast as you've told Tomasz I'm your date!" "When we get back to your cottage I will be able to get a cab home," replied Julia, "Even if I stayed I expect you would want me to cook breakfast for you!" "I would make it worth your while, if you take cards?" said Jamie grinning. "I suppose you would expect me to dress up in those dodgy outfits too?" laughed Julia finally feeling the relaxing effect of the quickly quaffed PIMMs. Kristy had a quizzical look on her face, "I must be missing something; have you two been getting it on behind my back?" "In his dreams," said Julia, "Or maybe his fantasies," she continued running a finger across his temple suggestively. "Maybe I can turn my fantasies into reality after a few drinking games!" suggested Jamie, "I can think up a couple involving both of you beautiful ladies. That would be a great leaving present as you haven't ordered up my Strippagram!" Leaving Present "Strippagram?" said Kristy, "Very nineteen eighties, I think we could do better than that," she continued winking at Julia. "Definitely," said Julia, "But I think he needs to earn it by winning the drinking games!" "So what are the rules?" asked Jamie addressing both women. Kristy picked up the box and said, "I've played this before, it's simple, there are a set of questions and whoever loses drinks a shot. If someone lies or refuses to drink a shot they have to take a forfeit. You can challenge an answer but if you're wrong you take the forfeit!" "What are the forfeits?" asked Jamie. "Anything the winners decide," laughed Kristy, "Well in reason as we are in a pub garden and we don't want to get arrested for public indecency!" "Okay, what's the first question?" asked Jamie. Picking up the top card Kristy read out loud, "Each player must guess the total number of clothes everyone in the group is wearing? Shoes, stockings and tights count as one item, belts and jewellery don't count. The loser is the player who is farthest from the actual number." "Jamie you guess first, then me, then Julia!" said Kristy. "Okay, I think it is twelve!" said Jamie visibly counting on his fingers. Kristy said, "Thirteen!" Julia thought for a moment, "Eleven!" she said at last. "Okay," said Kristy, "Each one says how many items they have on, Jamie?" "Three," replied Jamie. "Five, that's eight already!" said Kristy grinning. "Three, that's eleven," said Julia, "I win!" "Challenge," said Jamie, "I know I'm wearing three, I reckon Kristy is wearing a bra, knickers, top, skirt and shoes that makes eight and you have bra, knickers, dress and shoes that's twelve!" "What if I said I'm not wearing a bra?" asked Julia. "I'd say prove it!" replied Jamie. "How?" said Julia, "I can't just take my dress off in the pub garden." "Undo some buttons and Kristy can check for a bra!" replied Jamie. "You challenged her; so you need to check!" laughed Kristy, "If Julia's not too frightened to let a man feel her titties," she added. "What happens if I don't?" asked Julia. "You get the forfeit and drink the shots!" said Kristy, "The forfeit would be to give me a long wet kiss with tongues!" continued Kristy prompting Julia's question. Staring at Kristy, Julia undid three buttons of her dress just under her breasts and pulled Jamie's hand towards her chest, "Well hurry up while no one's watching and prove me right!" Jamie pushed two fingers through the gap in her dress and moved them over her soft skin. Julia felt the tingling sensation again as her nipples hardened and became erect. Jamie twisted his fingers around tracing the curve of her left breast up to her nipple until Julia placed her hand over his. "That's enough I think; are you satisfied?" she asked. "Definitely, I'm happy to take back the challenge," replied Jamie smiling. He picked up a red shot and downed it in one gulp, then took a blue shot and repeated the action. "Do I get the long wet kiss?" Jamie asked Kristy. Without replying she leant across the table and kissed him hard on the mouth opening her lips he felt her tongue swirl around his. Julia felt a pang of jealousy as she watched Kristy and Jamie then as she tried to refasten the buttons another one came loose and fell off, "Shit, that's the second button to fall off tonight!" she cursed. "Now that's my kind of dress," laughed Jamie as he broke the kiss with Kristy, "Perhaps they will all be off by the end of the night!" "Calm down, second round," ordered Kristy in her best posh accent. "The next question is another guessing game," she continued, "We each have to guess the colour and type of the underwear each person is wearing. Julia you go first as you won the last round." "Okay, you Kristy are wearing a pink lacy push-up bra as you need it and lacy pink thong, Jamie probably goes commando in the evening," she said grinning. "You cheeky cow!" said Kristy laughing, "Okay, my turn. We know you are bra-less but I think you have lacy peach bikini panties and Jamie is in black budgie smugglers!" "Well, I can see your bra strap is pink so I think you have a pink lacy balcony bra which enhances your lovely pert breasts and I hope you are wearing a lacy pink thong," Jamie said huskily. "Okay, Mr Smooth, what am I wearing?" asked Julia with a hint annoyance in her voice. "Oh, a happily married woman like you would be wearing big navy blue knickers to protect your modesty!" said Jamie chuckling. Kristy sniggered, "Someone will get a smack in a minute!" "I'll ignore you for now," said Julia, "So how do we know who's won?" "Well Jamie guessed right about my bra and thong so he gets 4 points, for colour and type, you get 3 points as you got the wrong bra type," explained Kristy, "What are you wearing?" "Peach bikini panties and no bra," said Julia. "I get 4 points and Jamie gets 2 making his total 6," said Kristy, "So Jamie what do you have underneath your shorts -- apart from a huge cock!" "Black budgie smugglers as you quite rightly guessed," replied Jamie, "Oh and a huge cock!" Kristy laughed out loud, "So I get two points making my total 6, so Julia takes the shots!" "I challenge Jamie," blurted out Julia before thinking what she was saying. "What the budgie smugglers or huge cock?" he asked making Kristy laugh louder. "Both probably," declared Julia, "But in the interests of the game just the budgie smugglers." "Well, Jamie, are you going to let her check?" asked Kristy with a salacious grin. "Most definitely," agreed Jamie and unzipped his shorts and reached for her hand. "No I can't do that," protested Julia, "I'll drink the shots instead." "No one's looking," said Kristy, "It's just a bit of fun between friends! You will need to pay a forfeit as well as you would have lost anyway," then she swirled her tongue over her lips in anticipation. "Okay, but no telling anyone I did this!" Julia hissed at Kristy. "Brownies honour!" assured Kristy faking the Girl Guides salute. Julia reached across as Jamie took her hand guiding it to his open fly; Kristy craned her neck over the table to watch. Julia slipped her hand inside and felt soft curly hair under her fingertips, sliding her hand further down her nails snagged on his pubic hair then encountered his meaty cock. Instead of removing her hand Julia traced her nails along the outline feeling it twitch and grow. Jamie leant back and allowed Julia more room to explore. In a trance she forgot Kristy was watching and slid her fingers around the shaft testing the girth. Jamie let a moan slip from his mouth making Julia jerk her hand back. Her face reddened, her nipples were throbbing and she felt her clitoris tingling under her lacy panties. "You obviously felt something," said Kristy with a wide grin on her face, "What's the verdict!" "Commando!" said Julia recovering her composure. "And?" asked Kristy. "Potentially huge!" said Julia with a shy grin. "Can I have a double check?" asked Kristy. "Feel free, literally!" Jamie replied laughing as Kristy stepped around the table and sat next to him. "What about Alan, your partner playing darts inside?" asked Julia, suddenly jealous that Kristy would also get to touch Jamie's cock. "Well the bastard never turned up, he claims he's stuck in Manchester!" replied Kristy, "So tonight I'm a free agent. But I suppose as Jamie's lied to us he shouldn't get the pleasure of a second pair of hands groping at his groin." Jamie then declared, "Let's call it a draw and have a shot each!" They downed the shots together and sat silently for a moment. Then Jamie piped up, "One last round of shots then I will try the bar again, maybe their machines are working." When Jamie rose to go to the bar he carefully adjusted his shorts to disguise the softening bulge. Julia stood up and said she needed the loo and would help with the drinks. As she tottered on her high-heels after Jamie, Kristy let out a whistle. Julia turned around to see Kristy point at the shoes and mouth the words, "Nice fuck-me shoes!" Julia grinned, blew a kiss to Kristy and tottered off to catch Jamie as he went into the bar. The signs were still pinned up saying cash only but Jamie said he would try to order another round anyway. Julia headed for the toilet passing Tomasz and Joe on the way and felt them stare at her figure as she wiggled by on the built-up shoes. She heard a laugh from Joe as she pushed open the door of the toilet. Luckily it was empty and after a quick wee, a wash of her hands and a check of her make-up she emerged back into the pub to find Tomasz and Joe standing just outside the toilet door. "Hey baby, have you changed your mind?" asked Tomasz grinning widely. "No, and I know you were trying to wind me up!" replied Julia, "I think you should buy me a drink in the way of an apology," she continued trying to sound confident. "Certainly, if you tell me your name first," said Tomasz. "It's Julia," she replied. "Lovely name, so what can I get you?" asked Tomasz. "A jug of PIMMs would be nice!" suggested Julia. "An expensive apology," said Tomasz doubtfully, "Can't your friend afford any more drinks?" "We don't have any cash at the moment and it looks like they still can't take cards," she said. "We could lend you some money and you could pay us back tomorrow?" suggested Tomasz, "We have very cheap interest rates." "I doubt that," said Julia, "I expect you probably charge interest by the minute!" "For you it would be interest free, if you come out with us tomorrow night!" said Tomasz with a cheeky smile. "I don't think I'm free tomorrow," laughed Julia beginning to enjoy the banter, "But I could tell your girlfriend you invited me out." "Maybe a date is not so good. I suppose you could sell us something or leave a deposit?" said Tomasz. "I don't have anything valuable on me?" replied Julia. Tomasz conferred with Joe in their language then said, "My friend Joe is a collector of specialist items. He said he would be happy to accept something of yours for say £20?" Julia smiled, "What did he have in mind?" Tomasz leant close and whispered, "Joe will pay you for your knickers you are wearing." "How does he know I have any on?" laughed Julia, "And what if thinks they're not worth £20?" Tomasz relayed the message to Joe who gabbled something back. "He is willing to take a chance and is offering £20 for your knickers or if you're not wearing any £50 to prove it to him?" translated Tomasz. Julia looked towards the bar and caught sight of Jamie in discussion with the landlady who was shaking her head. She thought for a moment realising that Jamie was not getting anywhere trying to persuade the landlady to give him credit for drinks. "Make it £30 for my knickers," she said boldly. Joe miraculously understood the words £30 and opened his wallet and took out three crisp ten pound notes and showed them to Julia. "Okay wait there, I'll be a couple of moments," she said and turned back to the toilets feeling strangely excited by the kinkiness of what she was doing. She quickly went to a cubicle and shut the door behind her, hitched up her dress and slipped her panties over her hips and down her legs. Her shoes proved difficult to negotiate and she began to realise why pole dancers wore thongs much easier to get them over a pair of fuck-me heels. The gusset of her knickers felt slightly damp and she could smell the musky aroma of her vaginal juices. She stood still for a second and thought, "What am I doing, I've let a guy touch my titties, then almost stroked his cock and now I'm about to sell my panties just to get a drink." There was knock on the cubicle door and Tomasz's voice said, "Having second thoughts?" Julia froze then replied, "No I'm just coming out!" She unlocked the door and found both men standing outside, she handed the knickers to Joe who grinned and lifted them to his face and took a deep breath in. They all went back to out to the bar area before anyone else came into the toilet. "Thank you lovely lady," Joe said in broken English and gave her the three ten pound notes then he picked up two shot glasses containing a clear spirit handed one to Julia linked his big arm around hers and indicated they downed the shots. Tomasz just said, "It's a Latvian tradition to have a drink when you have made a good bargain." Julia smiled raised the glass awkwardly to her lips and downed the shot. The clear liquid burned her throat making her eyes water. Joe gabbled to Tomasz again who laughed and then turned to Julia, "He wants to give you the other £20 to check out your naked pussy!" "Tell him maybe later if we manage to spend all this money!" said Julia smiling then she pushed past them and went back to the bar. Jamie was about to leave as Julia came up beside him and put her arm around him. "Order the drinks," she told him feeling her heart beating quickly in her chest and the warmth of the spirit hit her stomach, "I've sorted funding!" Jamie looked at her quizzically but ordered anyway, "I suppose you will tell us how you got the money when we get back to the table." Julia paid for the drinks then followed Jamie back to the table passing Joe at the door and felt him squeeze her bum. Unfazed she wiggled past him and walked to the table. Kristy was deep in conversation with a guy and as Julia approached she looked up. "This is Alan, he made it after all," said Kristy in a bubbly voice. "Oh let me get another glass," said Julia, "I expect you need a drink after your long drive down!" "Just a quick one," replied Alan, "Kristy wants to get back and I'm driving." Jamie poured Alan a drink as Kristy winked at Julia and made a fucking gesture with her fingers and hand. Julia laughed mouthed the words 'which hole?' and smiled as Kristy mouthed back 'all three if he wants'. Grinning Julia headed back to the bar for another glass as her head began to feel a little muzzy. Passing Joe on the way back he pulled her into a small alcove to one side of the door. He stood behind her curled a large arm round her waist kissed her neck and grasped her bum again. "Ulia, show me naked pussy now?" Joe whispered in his broken English. She placed her hand on his muscled arm but didn't try to pull away as his other hand moved down and eased her dress up until he reached her naked buttocks. Joe's hand massaged her pert cheeks his fingers dug into the cleft pulling them apart the tips brushing her arsehole. "No!" Julia said finally pushed him away shaking her head and smoothed her dress. "Picture?" asked Joe taking out his phone. Julia looked at him, "Okay but no more groping!" Thinking he was just going to take a picture of her she stepped back and struck a pose not realising Tomasz had sat behind her aiming his phone camera. As Joe aimed his phone she felt something hard touch her leg and a flash of light shone up her dress. Turning quickly she overbalanced and landed on Tomasz who pulled her on to his lap. "Let's look at the evidence," he whispered in her ear as Joe jostled to look at the image on the phone. "Nice naked pussy," declared Joe. Julia swore under her breath and struggled to her feet, "Are you going to delete that?" Tomasz just grinned at her, "For private viewing only, I promise!" Knowing she could not force him she just turned away and went to the bar to pick up a glass before going back outside leaving the grinning pair looking at the image of neatly waxed pussy with Joe sniffing his fingers. Outside she took a deep breath to calm down then went back to the table forcing a smile for the benefit of the others. Kristy, Alan and Jamie were chatting and laughing about the party game when Julia sat down and filled the glass with PIMMs this time just sipping it slowly. "Are we going to have one more question?" asked Kristy pointing at the three shots left on the table. "No, let's just down them and call it a night," suggested Jamie, "I think you have better things to get up to than getting wasted on shots!" "So do we," mumbled Julia thinking out loud, "I mean we need to get back to your place." "I think you've pulled Jamie," said Alan smirking. Kristy laughed, "Our Jules is only thinking about her purse and getting a taxi home as she's a happily married woman. Well married anyway!" "There you go spoiling my dreams," said Jamie sadly, "I thought I was going to get a chance to unwrap my leaving present!" "Never mind Jamie, perhaps your Mrs O will return and you can unwrap her!" giggled Julia, "Drink up, we have a long walk back!" "It's only ten minutes," replied Jamie. "Not in these heels and my slightly pissed state," declared Julia, "I might need a rest on the way." "I can probably squeeze you in the van," offered Alan. "Oh I didn't know you cared?" giggled Julia, "Won't Kristy mind?" "He meant give you a lift, I think," said Kristy, "Unless you fancy a bit of adventure while you delectable husband is away?" "Delectable?" laughed Julia, "I think you need to see an optician!" "Stop being nasty when he can't defend himself," chided Kristy, "I wouldn't mind having bounce with him, if I was available that is!" "Come on," said Alan smiling at Kristy, "I think it's time I took you home and make you forget about Julia's man!" Kristy kissed Alan passionately on the mouth, then leant over the table and kissed Jamie on the lips. "Be good you two," she said then kissed Julia's cheek and whispered, "I won't tell if you fancy playing away with Jamie." Julia kissed her back and said, "Thanks, but don't worry about me, you've got your own hard night ahead of you!" Jamie and Julia watched them walk to the car park with Alan's hand on Kristy's bum guiding her in a straight line. Jamie took Julia's hand and helped her to her feet, "Shall we go milady?" he asked. They set off in the opposite direction back to the car park where the little MG sat. Jamie climbed the stile and helped her across this time not attempting to pick her up in his slightly inebriated state. She stumbled and clung to him giggling. He bent his head kissed her neck then pulled her close to his chest. Her whole body felt the rush of desire and it took all her willpower not to lift her face to his and let him kiss her. After what seemed like an eternity she managed to wriggle free start heading back down the country lane. The summer twilight gave enough light to see the path ahead and in the distance they could hear a rumbling sound. Julia assumed it was traffic noise filtering through the woods but then the was a pattering sound from the tree canopy overhead and a flash of light in the distance followed by a deeper rumble. Julia froze; she was terrified of thunder and lightning and she looked around for somewhere to shelter. Jamie put his arm around her and forced her to move forward, "Come on if we hurry we should make it back before the storm gets overhead." "I can't run in these heels," she cried. "I'll give you a piggyback," said Jamie then bent so she could climb on his back. As she wrapped her legs around his waist he began to jog along the lane. The rhythmic motion jostled her breasts against his back and she felt warmth growing between her legs. She clasped him closer pressing her pubis into his back revelling in the pressure on her pubic bone. Julia realised her dress was bunched around her thighs and it was her naked pubes pressing into Jamie's back; the cloth of his shirt rubbing against her slit sending jolts of pleasure through her belly. If they had much further to go she felt she might come over his back; she tried squeezing her pelvic floor muscles but this made it worse and she let a groan escape her mouth.