Emma Chambers was what we used to call a bottle blonde she was also a three time divorcee and one time widow and was the wrong side of fifty but she filled a sweater very well indeed and her bum was tailor made for tight jeans which I’m pleased to say she never failed to occupy them to maximum effect.
In addition to her assets she had the added attraction of when you got in close proximity to her she smelt incredible.
Emma was the reason that Mark and Sue Aldridge and her were at Clayton Manor for the murder mystery weekend in the first place.
It was something that appealed very much too both the women though not to him.
Even if it was up his street it was far too rich for his blood which was why the merry widow stumped up the cash.
He and Sue had known Emma for some time and they often went on trips and outings together.
It suited him very well as the women entertained each other leaving him free to entertain himself, usually of the Golf course.
On these outings he was often preoccupied with his ponderings over whether the contents of Emma’s sweater were real and what her natural hair colour was.
On the Saturday night Emma had too much to drink and had to retire early but Sue was enjoying the entertainment far too much and didn’t want to miss the conclusion to the mystery so it was left to Mark to help Emma to her room.
All weekend Mark had taken every opportunity to enjoy the view of her goodies as she had been wearing her customary jeans and a sweater but as he guided her along the corridor to her room on Saturday night she was wearing a dress and as he struggled with her through the fire doors there was every chance she might fall out of it.
He propped her up against the wall as he used her key card to open the door.
Once he got her through the door to the room however she suddenly regained her senses and pounced on him, taking him completely by surprise and knocking him backwards onto the bed.
As he lay on the bed like an upturned turtle desperately trying to get back to his feet he looked up at her and she gave him a leery smile before jumping on the bed and straddling him.
“What’s going on?” Mark asked “you can’t do this”
“Stop complaining” Emma ordered “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think nobodies looking”
And she planted a wet alcohol tasting kiss on his mouth which silenced his protests.
As her tongue poked and probed around his mouth he grabbed her ample arse with both hands.
This action Emma took as a sign of submission so she sat up and unzipped the back of her dress and let the front fall away to expose her white globular breasts.
By the time he left the room he knew the contents of her sweater were indeed all hers and that she was naturally brunette.
When he got back to the drawing room he found Sue sitting and talking to one of the actors.
“Have you seen to her?” Sue asked
“Yes dear” He replied “you can consider her seen to”
“Thanks darling” she said and kissed his cheek. “You’re a good husband”
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