1. Lesley part 15


    Date: 12/13/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: Les1111, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    myself clear.&#034 Lesley had just stood there, speechless, gawping at this stranger who tore a strip off her while she stood there with the water running from her hair into the material of her uniform and running down her neck. She took in his size and appearance and immediately knew he was going to be trouble. He must have been about 6'2&#034, pushing 20 stone, balding, moustache, and a tiny thin beard. When he spoke she watched his mouth, and couldn't help but notice how he swirled his lips often, with his tongue, as if his lips were always dry. He seemed to have a really large tongue. When she raised her eyes to his, she noticed his eyes were on her chest. She looked down and saw that her nipples were erect...even though she had a bra on...guessing, and hoping, that it was the the rain that had hardened them and nothing else. &#034Yyyyes sir....I'm sorry about fffriday....iiiii didn't feel very wwwell&#034 &#034Och I. Friday...a wee bird told me all aboot Friday. That's for later on today, I need a wee chat aboot that&#034 &#034Yyyyes sir&#034 Lesley's stomach was churning, and she so wished old pervy Johnson was back....the expression 'the devil you know....' went through her mind. She couldn't get over the size of the man...his hands were like shovels and.....his tongue!... She guessed he was about 60 but wasn't good with ages...the one thing she did know....he was trouble...big time. What had that old coffin dodger told him? Not good, she thought. Not good at all. ...
    &#034Yiv probably guessed I'm a 'say it as it is' sort of person!... That's my way...Lesley...now...ya might need to go and put a dry uniform on...that ones wet and I can see your nipples poking through!... Not good for patients hearts eh gurrl..especially Ernie Hedley &#034 his eyes never leaving her breasts. &#034Yyyes sir. I'll attend to that straight away.&#034 She needed to ring Rob straight away, she was frantic. &#034Ok Lesley Charleston. That's all for noo. I'll send for yee when om reedy&#034 he said to her in his base Scottish dialect. Her skin crawled with fear as she turned and walked towards his door. His eyes burning into her backside. &#034Lesley....you might want to think aboot getting a new coat...that yins not keeping ya dry...the bark oh ya uniforms wet and I can see the shape oh ya thong parnties easy...looks gid mind ya...&#034 She saw the glint in his eyes and turned and fled the room. Mortified! In the female locker area she opened her cubicle, only to find a dirty one, lying in the floor space. It was covered in nasties and unwearable. Fuck...she thought. She had a look around and found a couple in the shower area. She was a medium size, and the two that were there were a large and a small. Typical. They were both reasonably clean but creased with just being tossed aside in a hurry. She stripped her damp uniform off, and stood there contemplating which one to wear. The large one she new would be like tent on her, and the small would fit, but it would show ...
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