They showered and dressed later. Julie put on stockings and suspenders underneath a pretty flared blue dress. Alistair watched her dress in pensive silence as he contemplated the change in her. There was an air of self confidence about her. He had watched her dress, in similar mode, a couple of weeks ago before she had set off for Turkey. She seemed a little timid. It was almost as if she was afraid of her sexuality, as if it was wrong to look and act sexy. All that had changed now. Her stay with Abdul and Jeff’s conquest of her had changed all that. She was a different woman; confident, assured and dominant. It made her even sexier but it also made him feel intimidated. Julie noticed him looking at her and asked what was wrong. Alistair shook his head. “Come on tell me,” she insisted. He told her his thoughts. Julie rushed to where he was standing and hugged him. “Look, I am never going to leave you,” she told him. “All this is for our enjoyment. I am not doing this just for me but for you as well. I want both of us to get enjoyment out of this.” Karşıyaka escort bayan Alistair nodded. “You are getting enjoyment out of this aren’t you?” she asked him as she reached for his bulge. Alistair nodded. “I am, yes,” he told her, “but I’m afraid of where it will all end.” She kissed him. “I love you and you only,” she stated. “Even though I am enjoying myself with these other men they will never take your place in my life. You will always be my husband.” Alistair felt reassured as they kissed. Her fingers unzipped him and her hand slipped inside his pants and withdrew his erection. He had also realised just how much he had changed as well. He had never been as horny as he was now. Not even when he was an eighteen year old. “You only have to ask to get relief,” she told him as she stroked him. “I…I…” he started to say. Julie sank to her knees. Her lips engulfed his cock and she began to masturbate him. Alistair groaned as he reached for the back of her head. “You should do this Escort bornova for Jeff sometime,” he moaned. Julie pulled away and looked up at him, “Oh, believe me he will be getting this and much more next time I see him.” Alistair groaned as her lips returned to his cock. A few minutes later his cum was pumping into her mouth. After she had reapplied her lipstick she moved to where he was sitting on the edge of the bed. “Take my panties off please,” she told him as she stood before him. Alistair looked at her with a shocked expression on her face. “Come on darling,” she told him, “I want you to know that you will be having your Sunday Carvery with a filthy dirty slut.” Alistair’s hands moved under her dress and to the waistband of her panties. He hesitated for a moment. “Come on,” she said, “you never know Jeff might be there and maybe he will want another look at my pussy. Maybe even touch it once again.” Alistair’s hands gripped her panties and moments later she was stepping out of them. He then stood üçyol escort up and kissed her. “You really are a filthy slut aren’t you?” he said to her. Julie kissed him back, “I know, she said “but I am your filthy slut.” Alistair was quite nervous as they sat together enjoying their lunch. He kept up looking at the door every time someone came in. The last person he wanted to see was Jeff. Alistair had no idea how he would handle such an encounter so soon after his fucking of Julie. The meal was almost over and he was just starting to relax when he looked up and saw Jeff at the bar. Jeff had spotted them too and gave them a friendly waive. He was dreading him coming over to their table but he didn’t. Instead he turned and walked away from the dining area. Julie however got up and told him that she was going to the cloakroom. She returned five minutes later. There was a smile on her face. She leant over and whispered to him, “Jeff will be fucking me on Tuesday morning,” she told him. Alistair swallowed hard. She took a sip of wine and then leaned forward again, “He thinks I am a filthy slut too.” “Oh,” Alistair said. “Going out without panties.” Alistair gasped. “H…how the hell does he know?” Julie smiled. Alistair groaned at his own stupidity. It was a stupid question. It was obvious how he knew. “You…” Julie leaned forward.