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I was in desperate need of some fresh air, I tried to remember why I had suggested whisky chasers after every pint in the night club. It seemed a really good idea at the time, but now I was paying the price. Not being able to face anything for breakfast except a glass of water, I chose to walk to the village shop to pick up a morning paper, well it was better than sitting at home suffering. I pulled on an old pair of jeans, a white tee shirt, and my black leather jacket. Opening the door to the beautiful summer morning, I turned and picked up the essential sunglasses, only offering partial relief to my pounding head. To be honest the fresh air soon began to make me feel better, and I began to remember the girl I had been dancing with in the night club. The drink might have dampened my dancing skills but I had managed to impress her enough to get her mobile phone number. She had long blonde hair, blue eyes, and wore a matching trouser and top set that looked sprayed on. I couldn't really remember her face but the image of the way her pert breasts with hard nipples had bounced as she moved to the beat seemed permanently locked in my memory. The thought was enough to start things awakening in my trouser department, but I immediately regretted it as the pain in my aching head matched its throbbing. I was near the village centre now, a few people were going about their morning business. I saw Mrs. Sutton walk down the path from her large house and turn up the village street about a hundred yards ahead of me. Mrs. Sutton as usual looked immaculate, in a light blue summer dress with matching court shoes, a simple pearl necklace with matching earrings. I wondered how old she was, it was difficult to tell, she could be in her forties, or even her early fifties. Her short blonde hair was neatly styled with no hint of gray, and her make up enhanced her natural beauty. Her figure was slim but she had womanly hips and her large breasts would have been the envy of many a younger woman. I watched her from behind as she walked, and felt another swelling begin to grow, but this time the pain in my head was not so bad.

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When I walked unto the shop Mrs. Sutton had already selected several grocery items, I took my time selecting which paper to buy allowing more time to watch her. She walked up to me smiled and said excuse me, I moved for her and she bent down to pick up a copy of the Times. I had a fantastic view of her cleavage and could see the edge of her lacy white bra down the halter neck of her dress. She walked over to the counter and I picked up a copy of the Telegraph and walked to queue behind her. I could smell her sensual perfume, and listened into the conversation she had with the lady behind the counter who packed her items into a plastic bag. I did not recognize the lady, she explained to Mrs. Sutton that this was the first morning she had been left alone to look after the shop. The bill came to just under ten pounds, Mrs. Sutton opened her hand bag and searched for her purse, realizing she must have left it behind at her house she went bright red with embarrassment. She said she was terribly sorry, could she leave the groceries while she went home to get her purse. The woman behind the till said no problem, and then realized she did not know how to void the sale. This deepened her embarrassment, she looked at me and said sorry for this I will just run home. Don't be silly I said getting my wallet out, I passed over my paper and said add this to the bill and paid for her groceries. Mrs. Sutton looked truly relieved, "Thanks Robert" I was surprised that she knew my name as I had only lived in the village for a few years. I picked up the bag and said " No problem Mrs. Sutton", she said if I followed her home she would pay me straight back, and said call me Judy. We chatted easily as we walked and in a few minutes I was waiting for her in the kitchen. She said her husband was away at work, she walked in with her purse, and again looked flustered, I'm sorry she explained but my husband must have taken some money out of my purse this morning, would I take a check? I laughed "Its not your day", then cheekily said, "I'm sure we can come to some arrangement" I expected her to laugh, but she said, "OK what did you have in mind?" For a second I was stunned, she had totally phased me, but by the look on her face I realized she was serious. I turned the tables on her, " I think you should decide that, I'm sure I won't be disappointed". Mrs. Sutton, Judy, undid the buttons down the front of her dress, to the tie at the waist, she then unclipped her front fastening bra.