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Janet was the kind of woman who, once you had seen her, you wouldn’t forget her anytime soon. She was tall, at least 5’9″, with ash blonde hair, which she wore in a ponytail. She was fit and I would say somewhere in her mid to late forties.I first encountered Janet during my permitted walk in the first lockdown. She would be walking in the opposite direction and throwing a ball for a very energetic Labrador.On the first few occasions, we just exchanged polite greetings, but after a few occasions when I played with her dog, we stopped our circuits and began to chat.My opening line was that it was nice to be able to talk to someone who wasn’t wearing those wireless ear-buds that were all the rage. We both agreed that time spent outdoors in the open was greatly enhanced if you were actually connected to nature rather than to your phone.I found a conversation with Janet to be easy, and I don’t mind admitting that I used to time my walk so that I stood a good chance of being able to bump into Janet.Like all British conversations, once we had dealt with the unseasonably warm weather and how beautiful the park was, we quickly skirted around Brexit and established that we both agreed it was the worst mistake the country had ever made, so bad that it made invading Iraq look like a good idea. We then got on to the old favourite of work and what we both did. I admitted that I was a photographer but that due to the pandemic, I was getting very little work at the moment.Janet’s revelation certainly got my attention. She said that she was a clothes designer, but it quickly turned out that what she designed was lingerie. She and her husband had for many years supplied one of bahis siteleri the stalwarts of the British High Street with underwear. This company was over 100 years old and had a reputation for quality rather than cutting edge style. As a consequence of its rather stuffy and dowdy reputation, newer, more nimble upstart companies were taking its market share. Janet’s firm was tied to them with a contract that would be hard to exit from. She had tried supplying to another well known High Street retailer but found it to be run by a foul-mouthed wide boy who she just didn’t trust to pay his invoices.Just when everyone thought that 2020 couldn’t get any worse, her main customer informed them that they would not be renewing the contract and were in future going to source garments from Turkey and Bangladesh. If this wasn’t bad enough, Janet then discovered that her husband had been syphoning off cash from the business for years. Janet kicked him out and quickly filed for a divorce; she wasn’t in the least bit surprised to find that she was only days ahead of him and that he had similar plans and intended to run off with one of her longest-serving employees.Janet was an incredibly resilient woman with a good business head on her, so she had been working on a contingency plan for a number of years. It was time to put it into action. I was amazed that she was able to tell me, with a straight face, that her idea for a new business was to design racy lingerie for women who were in their forties and beyond. She explained that the market for what she called slutty undies almost entirely concentrated on women aged thirty and under. “Twenty-year-old skinny sticks are so well canlı bahis siteleri served, it really is not fair. Some women, me included, have no intention of letting go. So that is what I am doing, I’m launching a range of risqué garments for women of my age.”I was actually lost for words, not something that happened to me often. Janet was wearing a wide-neck T-shirt and the bright blue strap of a bra was clearly visible every time she bent down to attend to her dog.“I’m going to be selling mainly online but also through a limited number of designer outlets.”Trying to cover my composure, I asked Janet if she had a website up and running. She confirmed that she had and that the e-commerce side had been tested and would work. We then got on to the subject of photographs for her website. She knew that these were essential, but that at the moment she only had a few garments in production and had no money for models or studios.“I have taken some shots, but only on my iPhone so I need to raise some more money if this idea is ever going to get off the ground.” I sensed for the first time that Janet was worried. I offered at once to help but admitted that shooting models was not my area of expertise.Janet seemed relieved and offered to send me the initial shots she had taken. I said I might be able to enhance them on my computer and give her some tips. I gave her my email address.Later that day while I was editing some photographs on my computer, I noticed an email arrive. It contained a ZIP folder. I saw the email was from Janet. I clicked on the folder and started to look at the photographs.Janet wasn’t kidding when she had described the lingerie as “slutty.” canlı bahis There were a number of items in Janet’s range. Tiny thongs, high-leg knickers, a basque, and of course a suspender belt. They were all made of very lacy or silk-like material, all in very bright, bold colours. They were all either transparent or nearly see-through. The lingerie was extremely sexy to look at and fitted and complimented the wearer. The best bit was that Janet had done the modelling herself. From the moment I first saw her in the park, I thought she was a striking woman. Her modelling her own lingerie was the proof.Her breasts were full, her bum was firm and her abs suggested that she was disciplined about exercise. What was absolutely obvious is that Janet shaved or waxed her pussy smooth. I was instantly aroused by the photographs and felt my cock swell as I loaded them into my computer to edit. iPhone cameras are pretty good and Janet obviously used a recent version as the shots were of good quality. I did what I could for her and then sent the edited and enhanced versions back to her a couple of hours later.Much later that night, lying in bed, I found myself thinking of Janet and those photographs. I reached for my iPad and looked at them again, stroking my cock as I did so. After a few minutes, I shot a powerful stream of cum up into the air. I was clearly very turned on.The next day on my walk, I ran into Janet and her dog. We fell into an easy conversation, but it was clear that things had changed between us. It was obvious that as we approached one another, I was looking her over in a much more overtly sexual way. Janet didn’t appear to mind and seemed comfortable.Janet asked if I liked the photographs. I replied that I did and it was obvious to both of us that we were aroused by our discussion. I found myself wondering if she was wearing any of her lingerie under her jeans and t-shirt.

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