bankbabe13
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I out on the following choice.
https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/200832464615619356/
And paired it with 2” strappy white heels. I blush a bit at how low the drape front style came down, but still covered me a bit so I dealt with it. We head to one of the fancier night spots on the beach and you are impressed that when I show my ID, thst even thoygh my attire gains a bit of a disapproving frown from the guy seating us, thst we are led to a VIP section. I giggle “ perks of my bank job”. With that we sit across from one another for a moment and order wine. Moments later two very attractive blondes, both in their early 40’s approach and, both witg big grins look at me saying “ hey aren’t you the “beach tigress” we read about. We thank tou for standing up to the pigs on this beach.” One flashes a dirty look toward you like the reference was aimed at you, your reputation and all I guess.
They ask to join us and as we talk a minute , I am shocked to feel, unseen by your position at the table, the hand of the woman next to me running up my thigh, just under the hem of my short dress.
The one sitting bext to you talks to distracting you in chat as I feel her foot being used under the table to soread my long legs apart a bit. Shocked I say nothing and try to act normal.
https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/200832464615619356/
And paired it with 2” strappy white heels. I blush a bit at how low the drape front style came down, but still covered me a bit so I dealt with it. We head to one of the fancier night spots on the beach and you are impressed that when I show my ID, thst even thoygh my attire gains a bit of a disapproving frown from the guy seating us, thst we are led to a VIP section. I giggle “ perks of my bank job”. With that we sit across from one another for a moment and order wine. Moments later two very attractive blondes, both in their early 40’s approach and, both witg big grins look at me saying “ hey aren’t you the “beach tigress” we read about. We thank tou for standing up to the pigs on this beach.” One flashes a dirty look toward you like the reference was aimed at you, your reputation and all I guess.
They ask to join us and as we talk a minute , I am shocked to feel, unseen by your position at the table, the hand of the woman next to me running up my thigh, just under the hem of my short dress.
The one sitting bext to you talks to distracting you in chat as I feel her foot being used under the table to soread my long legs apart a bit. Shocked I say nothing and try to act normal.
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