I decided to bend over a bit to look at the skirt at the front. This meant that it rode up my backside giving them a good view of my ass. Next I turned to face them then looked back over my shoulder, into the mirror to see that back of the dress. That showed them my pussy and proved that I wasnt wearing a thong. The shop assistant came over and asked what I thought. Grabbing the front of the top part, I pulled it out and down off my tits. "Its not very good," I said, "its been made for someone whos got a lot more up top that I have.

The walk back to the room was uneventful and we got dressed and went for breakfast. Jon put his suit on ready for his business meeting, and he told me to wear just shoes and one of my thin, cotton dresses. The one that has a scoop front, no sleeves and big armholes. I sometimes have trouble keeping the straps on my shoulders in that one. After breakfast we went for a ride on the Underground. The weather is always warmer in London than in Derby, but it was a bit fresh out.

I stood there on my own as the train went on to the next station. There some noisy youths got on and started fooling around where I was. A couple of them were looking at me. One moved close to me and lifted the front of my dress. "Nice cunt", he said as another of them took some interest in me. One of them said, "Lets have a look at your tits then." When I didnt move he said, "Okay then, Ill get them out for you." With that he put a hand inside the armholes of my dress and pulled it into the middle of

Jon sprung yet another surprise on me when he came home from work one Tuesday night and told me that he had a business meeting in London the next day. Hed decided to take me to London with him and leave me to fend for myself while he went to the meeting, but have a bit of fun with me before and afterwards. We quickly packed a bag and caught the something train. The journey down wasnt anything special and there were very few people on the train.