"Oh, that's a shame. May I come in? I haven't seen you in ages and we can talk." Sure!" I smiled and let her in. We went to the couch and sat down nex... to each other. She sat really close to me, which I liked.Ms A was super pretty. She had short brown hair, like the Karen haircut, and had this really big smile. She was wearing tight jeans that showed off her thick butt and thighs and a white tshirt. I think she is in her early 40s.She put her arm around me and asked about school and other. I pulled her out on the balcony and did her from behind again. This time she didn’t care as much if anyone could see us“Gosh, what a thrill” she remarked after she cameWe both crashed and were rudely awakened again by our breakfast being served. She didn’t bother to cover, trying to sleep some more as the room service waiter placed our breakfast on our tableWe left the breakfast for later. We woke up late, ate and got ready for the poolLinda greeted us with a sly smile in the cabana and got our. We spent a couple of hours in quite pleasant chit chat at the pub discussing nothing in particular and then I took her home.I parked the car outside her house under the light of a street lamp, and I put my arm around her and pulled her to me and kissed her. I had already decided that this was not going to be a long term relationship so, What the Hell!, I quickly put my hand over her left breast and started fondling it, undoing her blouse without delay and exposing her tits in a grey silk. Every now and then, she would look over her shoulder into the full length closet mirror to reassure her qualms about allowing her “droop” to be seen in mixed company.She tried the girdle but it looked far too obvious under her loosened up clothing. The thing that seemed to work best was the “control top” pantyhose that held her goodies under tight rein but still allowed it to jiggle with some level of feminine allure that would appeal to young studs interested in plumbing the stretching ability.