Chapter 3 of a story called “Luck of the Irish”. Kieran and Mel go to her sister’s wedding and she surprises him with her boldness…After dinner Mel said, “Kieran and I are going out for a walk, I’ll show him around the neighbourhood. We might stop back at the pub as well. Don’t wait up for us.”We got our coats and headed out. She showed me where she went to church and to school growing up, the small park where as teenagers, she and her friends would hang out. After about a half hour, we came up to a very nice house with a large yard. “My cousin Maureen lives here,” she said as she slipped the latch on the gate at the side of the house. “She and her husband are gone for the evening and she asked if we might check up on the place.”We went through the gate to the rather large backyard where I noticed what looked like a garage in the back corner. Mel took my hand and led me toward it, taking a key out of her pocket. “I knew Daddy wouldn’t let us bunk together in his house so I made alternate arrangements,” she said as she unlocked the side door, reached in and flipped on the light.I was surprised that, instead of an old car and some rusty tools, I saw a very comfortable looking guest house with a kitchen, living/dining area, a bathroom downstairs and a bedroom in the loft. “There’s no way I was going to spend most of the next week with you and not get up close and personal,” she smiled at me. “Very nice,” I said pulling her close. “I was hoping we would get some alone time while we were here. I should have known you had something up your sleeve.” She took my hand and led me up the narrow stairway to the loft. There was şişli escort an old metal frame bed with what looked like a down-filled mattress with overstuffed pillows and a fluffy duvet. Positioned just off one corner and facing the bed was a love seat which Mel guided me to and sat me down. She climbed on the chair on top of me and straddled my thighs as she began to kiss me. After a few minutes she got up and said, “Stay put.” She picked up her over-sized handbag and went behind a privacy-blind where I could see her pull her shirt over her head but I couldn’t see much else. I could tell by the sound that she was putting some sort of clothing on but was absolutely floored to see her come back out in a very small, very sexy nurse’s outfit. Her white top showed plenty of a black lace bra underneath which was constructed so her breasts were almost spilling out over the top of the very thin fabric. She had on a white skirt which was short enough that I could see the tops of her black stockings held up by a garter belt. It was difficult at this point to see if she was wearing panties underneath but if she was, they weren’t covering much. She had also applied some bright red lipstick which stood out in stark contrast to her blonde hair and lightly tanned skin. She picked up a remote from the side table and turned on some jazz with lots of piano and saxophone. “That is quite the outfit,” I said approvingly. “Didn’t they have one in your size?” I had seen her in her regular work clothes but if she was to wear this outfit to work, there’d be heart attacks from otherwise healthy men. Mel giggled and said, escort şişli “Don’t worry, it’s not going to be long before it’s on the floor! Now sit back, relax and enjoy the show.”She climbed up onto the bed, took several pillows and arranged them so she was half reclining with her feet towards me. I had a perfect view up her skirt and I could see she was wearing a red satin g-string which barely covered her mound. She laid back, hiked up that little skirt and opened her legs making the thong disappear between her pussy lips. She moved one hand down and began rubbing the outside of the little triangle of satin covering her snatch while her other hand started rubbing her boobs through her top. She closed her eyes and let her head fall to one side, her hair partly covering her face. Presently, she started undoing the buttons on her top, letting it fall open to fully expose her beautiful breasts encased in that oh so small bra. She undid the clasp between them and they appeared to jump out of her bra, her nipples already erect and contracted into small pink circles. She pinched one nipple then the other between the thumb and forefinger of her left hand while her right hand moved back down to her pussy, reaching beneath the thin fabric to caress her clit. Her panties were so thin I could see every move her fingers were making, the folds of her shaved pussy lips either side of the thin strip of fabric which disappeared between the checks of her perfectly rounded ass. She continued to massage her breasts as she pulled aside the fabric covering her snatch and slid two fingers inside herself. As she mecidiyeköy moved her fingers in and out, she moved her other hand down and began stroking and rubbing her clit.By now she was moaning loudly, thrashing her head from side to side, her blonde hair whipping across her face. Her hips began thrusting and then she pushed them up off the mattress, rubbing her clit furiously, her head pushed back so I could see the curve of her red lips curled in a little smile. Her pussy clenched tight around her fingers and then relaxed and, as she pulled her fingers out of herself, a small rivulet of fluid seeping out and hanging poised at the bottom of her opening like a raindrop off a leaf. She put one finger in her mouth and licked her own juices off it with those luscious red lips, then she looked at me and smiled. Her face and chest were flushed; her normally pale breasts now pink from her exertions. I stood up from the chair and joined Mel on the bed, wrapping her in my arms and kissing her softly. “That was incredible! I’ve never had my own private erotic show before,” I said. “That was the sexiest thing I have ever seen.” “I just wanted to show you what I do to relieve tension when you’re not around,” she said, “but that was just the opening act.”She pulled me up off the chair and stood me up beside it. Her hands went straight to my belt, then my button and fly and before I knew it, my pants and briefs were around my ankles, my erection standing very proudly in front of her face. She licked the bead of fluid that had seeped out of my head during her show and pushed me back into the chair and slid my pants and briefs over my feet and then began unbuttoning my shirt, slipping it over my shoulders.She placed my hands on the arms of the chair and said, “The challenge is not to move your hands till I’m through. Your ability to follow directions will result in the greatest of rewards.