Since I was Jack’s housekeeper and mistress, those were the only clothes I had. Anyway, I went out and really splurged on an appropriate business wa...drobe.“Then, when I got this first letter, I was dead. A good business wardrobe costs thousands. Furthermore, because so many of the things are tailored, they’re not returnable.” She looked up at me with tears streaming from her eyes and said, “Could ... could I borrow some money? Right now, I don’t have enough for a security deposit on a decent. She is probably about 5'11" and quite lanky, which is very sexy as it makes it obvious she has a penis. When I see her, she is usually wearing pants or shorts and a shirt. I've talked to her a couple of times from across the street, but have bad luck with getting a chance to talk to her when my jealous wife isn't around. A couple of days ago I saw her walking to her car wearing a skin tight pair of blue jeans that really made her tight skinny little round girly ass look perfectly fuckable. . Gena and Amy were rushing around getting everything ready. Ed and I were helping put up some decorations around the pool. We had negotiated with Amy to let Ed have a couple of friends over during the party. As Amy's friends started to arrive just after noon, I retired to my office and turned on the televisions and VCRs. I did not have to wait long for the action to start.One of the neighbors kids Jenny was the first to arrive. She had been at summer camp for the last month, and it seemed as if. Suddenly a gust rose up, blowing my skirt completely up. As aroused as I was, there was no Marilyn Monroe-esque modesty from me; I simply stood there, legs slightly apart, my bare shaven pussy and ass clearly visible to everyone on the street, until the wind died down and my skirt dropped into place. Then I kept on walking as if nothing had happened. I felt, as I continued on, a strange sense of pride. And certainly a strong arousal from what I had done. That scared me even more, but I was.