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Prudence and Jacqui had been friends for just under a year, having met at a local charity event. Their friendship soon developed through their mutual interest in golf, usually a mid-week round of 9 holes at the local club.Returning to the clubhouse one afternoon they passed the captain of the club’s Ladies Section. The two nodded courteously at the buxom woman but made no attempt to get involved in conversation. “Miserable old dyke,” whispered Prudence when the captain was out of earshot.”“How d’you know that?” Jacqui asked.“Well, she doesn’t wear a wedding ring, she never brings a male partner to the annual dinner and she usually spends most of the evening chatting up pretty waitresses.”As they headed for the changing room it began to rain. After taking leisurely showers they sat Beşevler escort on a bench in their underwear and chatted. Prudence wore the briefest of green and black silk panties and a matching half-cup bra which barely concealed her nipples.The small talk eventually got around to their respective spouses. “So how are things with you?” Prudence asked, drying between her toes with a towel. “Still getting it?”Jacqui blushed at the directness of her friend’s question. “Since his prostrate op, Ted’s lost all interest in that sort of thing.” Her underwear was simple and unadorned: a cream cotton brassiere and white cotton panties.“Charles has recently taken to visiting an all-male sauna in London, would you believe?” scoffed Prudence. “Claims they’re Çankaya escort bayan business trips for the firm, but the other day I found an admission ticket in his jacket pocket when I was taking it to the cleaners.”Jacqui was wide-eyed with interest. “Whatever do they get up to in those places?”Prudence folded her towel and giggled. “Well they certainly don’t go there for the therapeutic qualities of the steam room, honey! Boys together beating the meat, I’d say.”“Wow! Poor you.”Prudence rummaged in her sports bag, producing a small white object the size of an electric toothbrush. She held it up with a wicked grin. “Hence Pedro!”“Pedro?”She pressed a green control button and the implement started making a gentle buzzing noise. “Pedro’s Escort Cebeci my new vibrator. Got it from the sex shop in town. Never lets me down!” Switching it off she offered it to Jacqui. “Fancy trying it?”Her friend flushed. “Oh Pru, I couldn’t!”After a long pause, Prudence responded to this apparent rejection and cheerily announced: “I know – let’s take a shower!”“But we’ve just showered!”“No silly – together. These showers are plenty big enough for two. And you can soap my titties!”“What if another member comes in?”“Mid-afternoon on a wet Thursday? I’d say that’s hardly likely.” So saying, Prudence reached behind and deftly unclipped her friend’s bra. Although startled by this move, Jacqui made no attempt to recover her bra, which was now lying on the floor. Neither did she put up any resistance when Prudence gently brushed a hand across her nipples. “I could introduce you to Pedro, if you’d like?” she whispered as she planted a kiss on her shoulder. Jacqui remained motionless, breathing heavily and wracked with indecision about the next move. Where was this all leading?
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