Friday night Lydia looked stunning. I had secured tickets to a small jazz club over in the East Bay so it gave both of us a chance to dress up. I do s... like to see a woman all dressed up. Heels and stockings, a dress, lacy lingerie underneath, hair all done up, you know it does something for a man's ego to see his woman making an effort to attract him. Lydia certainly made an effort. I don't think Lydia would look bad in any clothing, but this little black dress that clung to her. Thanks to the hill we live on, the deck, which is on top of our garage, looms about twenty feet over our neighbor’s back yard giving us an unobstructed view of everything that goes on while they usually don’t even notice us since we are so high above them. Technically our other neighbors have the same view of us but they’re an older couple and seldom venture outdoors much so we never worry about them watching us. Since the tub is in the corner of the deck, when I’m in it I can look over the. Uski sanse garam ho rahi thi.mene ek chadar li aur use cover kar liya taki koi uth toh dekh na le.Me dhire se uske top upar uthane laga meri ek taraf phat bhi rahi thi bt maja bhi aa raha tha.Itne me maine mehsus kiya ki meri shorts par kuch hulchal ho rahi hai.wo nisha ka hath tha wo bas sone ka nataj kar rahi thi.Meri himmat badh gayi mene sidhe apne hoth uske hontho pr rakh diye aur kiss karne laga wo bhi aankhe bad rakhakar mera sath dene lagi.10 min tak use choomne ke bad mene use ander. "Should I just take my shirt and bra off?" she asked.My jaw dropped slightly, though I maintained my composure. "What about your mom?" I asked.She stood up and locked her bedroom door. Then she reached for the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head. I saw her bra-held breasts. They looked beautiful, though certainly not huge. I was not disappointed. She was skinny, and they were the perfect size on her. Then, reaching behind her, she undid the bra and let it fall off. I stared.