A beautiful face, perfect red lips, and awesome skin. She had long perfect legs and a cute little butt. She turned heads any where she went. She looke... and dressed real classy, like she came from wealth. She would appear a little cold and uppity to some….but behind her cool looks was a wild woman, I found out. When dad was gone, she started wearing sexy night clothes, and walked around me and bend over, massaging her long legs and it turned me on. She knew what she was doing. She was getting. "Yep!" he laughed. "Although I can't honestly say it involved any deliberate decision on my part." Well," she said, shifting her gaze from his face down to where exploratory stroking had become dedicated groping. "It's certainly an impressive effort for an improvisation." Thank-you, kind lady," he bowed his head and then gently took both her hands in his. "We always aim to please."She brought his hands up to her lips and planted a featherlike, moist kiss on the back of each one."I guess whether. I did this regularly until one night my sister saw me and asked why i was naked and why was my willie sticking out.i just said it wasn't and to go to sleep.I carried on doing this knowing that she often saw me and i was so turned on, at first i would wait till she was asleepthen have a wank under the covers, by now i used to have a very small ejaculation.Eventually i had my naked walk and returned to bed stiff and played with myself with the covers down, i knew some nights she was watching. I had made a copy of Terri's office key some time ago and knew when the coast was very likely to be clear, with no one likely to see or remember my visits. After I idly read the notice, suddenly the final steps of my revenge plan came immediately into sharp focus. It was an appalling and audacious plan, and if it went all wrong I was going to be hanging out trapped on a limb with no hope for escape. But it just seemed so right.The notice was for a memorial service for one of the head.