I was not expecting too much activity, because it was the end of the summer so I thought that most of our swimsuit business was over. In fact the first one in to the dressing room was Ann. I watched as she tried on two bikinis and two one-piece suits. One was particularly sexy as its side were cut away from the side and the fullness of her breasts were exposed. Ann made her selections and my attention turned to two of the other rooms which were now occupied. In one of them was a familiar face. One of the local network affiliate newscasters was in trying on a one piece bathing suit. In the process, I was given a view of her really outstanding body . At one point she stuck her head out of the door and evidently invited a companion in to express an opinion. Her companion also had picked out some items to try on and so the two spent a few minutes in that crowded roo m taking off and putting on different items. Soon enough, Ann let herself in to the room and we decided to get a bite to eat, see a movie and then head back to the city.
On the evening of our departure we took a limousine to the Pan Am terminal at Kennedy for our non-stop flight to Nice, France. It was a typical hot and humid late summer day and we were both dressed casually. Ann was w earing light slacks with a man's undershirt (not the T-shirt type) covered by a light nylon shell. We had a little time to kill so we browsed the magazine racks and then had a drink in the first-class lounge. Finally, o ur departure was Announced and we made our way on to the plane. There was a shriek. "Ann!" "Debbie!" Losing all composure, one of the flight attendants and Ann were embracing, jumping up and down and greeting each othe r as if they were long, lost friends, which was exactly the case.
Ann and Debbie it turned out had been roommates in college and then slowly fell out of touch. Debbie and Ann spent a few minutes hurriedly catching up, I was introduced, and then Debbie had to busy herself getting every one seated and the plane ready for take-off. It wasn't until two hours later, after the meal service had been completed that Debbie and Ann were able to spend a few minutes together, reliving past adventures and catching up on what happened to this one or that and what was new in each other's lives. Debbie was going to be laying over in Nice for two days and I invited Debbie to spend her free time with us at our hotel. She was happy to accept.
At that point the cabin lights were dimmed so that a movie could be shown. I decided to make a point with Ann. I leaned over to Ann and told her to take a blanket from the overhead bin and after she arranged it over he r, to take off her nylon jacket. Without her jacket, Ann would be an exceptional sight. The scooped out armholes of the T-shirt bared a great abundance of her breasts-and the material of the shirt was so thin that what ever wasn't bare was effectively so.
At first I had Ann keep the blanket pulled up snug around her neck. I then whispered to her: "Ann, I want you to pretend you're asleep. I will then have the blanket fall away and everyone else will have a view." "If that's what you want" was her reply. After about ten minutes, Ann sort of moved in her seat and I surreptitiously tugged at her blanket and it fell away just slightly from one side. Anyone looking would have seen the la teral swell of one breast. A few minutes later, I caused it to fall a bit further away. Then, more of her breast was exposed. I saw people pretending not to notice, but noticing anyway.
A little bit later, I told Ann to go the restroom and leave the blanket and jacket behind. Ann did not hesitate for a second. Heads turned as she bounced her way to the lavatory. When she emerged, there was an audibl e gasp as passengers saw Ann return to her seat. For all intents and purposes she could have been totally topless. Ann resumed her seat and Debbie, who saw all of this from the rear of the cabin, came over to her and as ked out loud for the benefit of those who were wondering what she was going to say, if anything, "Can I get you anything?" Debbie then leaned over Ann and I heard her whisper "Same old Ann" and then I saw Debbie flick h er tongue in Ann's ear-just for a second. At that moment I was extra glad that I had invited Debbie to spend some time with us.
I decided to play with the rest of the passengers for just a bit longer. I told Ann to pull the blanket over her again, and reaching under the blanket, I pulled her left breast completely to the side and out of the fab ric of her undershirt. As Ann pseudo-slept, I gently rearranged the blanket so that her breast was exposed from mid-nipple outward. The passengers who were within our line of sight simply stared. One of the women on th e plane, however, seemed a little put off by what was going on and rather than foment a scene, I covered Ann up. Later, I had Ann put on her jacket and we finished the flight conventionally.
Nice was about 45 minutes from our hotel, and by the time we cleared customs, and collected our luggage and then drove to the hotel it was about 1:00p.m. Hotel du Cap had lovely rooms, beautiful private grounds with lus h lawns and tropical vegetation. We settled in to our suite, took showers, ordered a bite from room service, and then decided to head over to the pool, which was set in a bluff just above the Mediterranean. The attendan t at the pool arranged two lounge chairs for us along the perimeter and we lay down to soak in the sun and catch up on the sleep we did not get on our flight over. About half the women were sunbathing topless, but Ann le ft her one-piece on and I did not suggest otherwise.
About five o'clock, the group around the pool started to thin out. We decided to take a walk in Antibes and to have a light dinner and then get to bed early, to try and force ourselves to overcome the effects of jet lag
I emerged from that bit of retrospection to the present as I saw Gerry still fingering her blouse. I gave her the nod of encouragement that she had been seeking and she quickly unbuttoned her blouse, shrugged off her br a and stepped out of her skirt. She was wearing sheer to the waist pantyhose. Gerry stepped to the side of my desk, kneeled at my feet, and opened my pants. I sat back and did absolutely nothing else, but exchange lock ed stares with her, as she brought me off in her mouth. Gerry looked at me and said: "I hope that makes sure you know there are no others I like."
"But don't worry, for you I'll make sure Tony has a good time tonight."
"All I'm asking you to do is have dinner with him" I said.
"I understand" she answered as she ran her tongue along my shrinking member.
When she was finished, Gerry stood, got dressed, smiled and went back to work.
I next spoke to Gerry about 7:10 when we headed out to my house. We met Tony in the lobby of the building as we arrived there coincidently. Gerry greeted Tony warmly and took his arm as we rode up in the elevator toget her.
Ann answered the door looking radiant. She had a sprig of flowers tucked in her hair which was up in a bun. She was wearing a white dress of sheer material that fastened around her neck over a full slip whose lace trim was readily discernible. As we made our way to the living room where there was a waiter standing and expecting to bring drinks, I noticed how the dining room table had been set. I saw an opportunity to make a point wit h Ann. Ann was in a chatty mood and I recognized that she must have been going a litttle stir crazy waiting around in our apartment all day by herself attending to the various domestic chores.
"Ann, come here" I said.
"Yes" she said as she joined me in the hall
"Why is the table set for four?"
"You, me, Gerry and Tony."
"No, Ann" I said. You are to serve dinner.
I saw the dawn of realization and disappointment expressed on Ann's face. I realized I was on the right track. "And you ought to be dressed more in keeping with your role tonight." I looked her over and realized what adjustment need be made. "Just take off the slip."