This is much more than Claire could have expected. She thought maybe they might snatch something quick together, hence her light-hearted suggestion of the arm of the sofa but his bedroom is beyond her wildest dreams. She thinks back to the past and how she used to play with Diane and Bill and how they used her body. She breathes harder and deeper at the thought, her nipples hardening into her bra cups. She is a voluptuous woman with wide hips and a large round bottom.
Claire walks quietly up the stairs, not wishing to wake Helen. She walks confidently and with style. She is a well-dressed, formidable lady with charisma and passion. She is well bred and dismissive of trifles. She is used to getting what she wants.
She noses into the spare room, noticing that the closet is still there, flicking through the garments but leaving them knowing that she is much larger than Diana was. As she undresses she looks at her body and recognises the excesses of middle aged flesh. Her breasts are pendulous and straining to escape from her overworked bra, she has a tum and a bum but most of all she has desire. Leaving herself with only a bra and panties on her body she puts on one of Bill's dressing gowns hanging on the door.
Claire lies right back in the centre of Bill's bed, absently fondling one of her bra cups awaiting his arrival. She is prepared for his therapy and any correction that he feels she needs.
Claire walks quietly up the stairs, not wishing to wake Helen. She walks confidently and with style. She is a well-dressed, formidable lady with charisma and passion. She is well bred and dismissive of trifles. She is used to getting what she wants.
She noses into the spare room, noticing that the closet is still there, flicking through the garments but leaving them knowing that she is much larger than Diana was. As she undresses she looks at her body and recognises the excesses of middle aged flesh. Her breasts are pendulous and straining to escape from her overworked bra, she has a tum and a bum but most of all she has desire. Leaving herself with only a bra and panties on her body she puts on one of Bill's dressing gowns hanging on the door.
Claire lies right back in the centre of Bill's bed, absently fondling one of her bra cups awaiting his arrival. She is prepared for his therapy and any correction that he feels she needs.