” He did not listen and deliberately ran the end of his finger back and forth over the bottom of her foot causing her to squeal and role over the ...top him. She forgot her top was unties and so her breasts became fully exposed. He stopped the tickle and looked at her then she realized her position and instead of embarrassment she only laughed and he laughed too. She then rolled back on her belly and he continued with the feet. Slowly he worked the feet then the lower legs and finally the. “In the seat, the chest, the lower ‘V’ around the neck. Where? Nothing was listed. I watched you walk all evening in that one and you looked comfortable. Am I wrong?”“No, you aren’t wrong,” she admitted reluctantly, realizing her mistake.“Again, if it wasn’t to your taste, say so, but give the outfit it’s proper due. Monday evening you had a turquoise and peach suit on. Tankini, I believe they are called. Although that outfit was more traditional, I had the feeling you didn’t care for it as. I don’t know what to think, I don’t know how to react to this. I hear you moving off the edge of the sink counter that you’ve been leaning against. I can hear your feet on the cold tile as you move. I can feel your presence behind me. Why am I so nervous? Why do I feel like I’m going to explode? I see the robe at me feet moving and start to be lifted and after a few moments it I see it floating through the air to a chair against the wall. My breathing is rapid and shallow, I’m biting my lip. She came in and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and a brief hug for consolation. I made a cup of tea and we sat down in the lounge next to each other on the sofa.She was a brunette in her mid 40s, about 5 feet 5 and she had a prettiness about her face and eyes when she smiled. Her figure, which I had noticed on previous occasions, was nice, curvy but slim.Katya gave me a very supportive talking to, telling me that I am handsome, intelligent and saying that it was good riddance and now I could.