I had also told him that Nigel was fucking Phea pretty regularly and that she was a very fuckable young girl, just his type. I wanted to create the im...ression that Nigel was fully occupied so, why would he bother with an older woman like me.That evening I went home at 5pm. All afternoon, I had thought about how to manage news of my trip. I decided the best thing was to simply tell the simple truth. Besides, even if I am fucking Nigel, it wasn’t impacting on our sex life, so what did it matter?. “I will.” She kissed me again on the shoulder, then walked out of the bathroom. The sight of her ass in those white shorts was enough to stir my cock. She walked into her bedroom and shut the door. I knew she was about to play with herself. Wondered if I’d be able to hear her come. * Thursday night walking home, I considered asking Mandy if she wanted to watch me again. Since Monday night, she hadn’t said a word about watching the first time. She had texted to ask me how my ass was. I wasn’t. Next was a short, strappy, white satin dresswith a halter top and very puffy skirt. I had to admit that it felt quitedelightful ... what was I thinking? Mom and Cyn oohed and ahhed at thatone, just as our friend showed up with a pair of white sandals withlittle wedge heels and delicate ankle straps.After fastening the straps, I stood up too quickly, and nearly tripped asI experienced wearing (not that) high heels for the first time. Mom andCynthia both grabbed and steadied me, helping me to. I never really new my dad that well. I know he comes from a wealthy family. I only hear from him on my birthday and Christmas when he calls me. I know that he left my mom for some model and moved to Los Angeles where he works as a movie producer. At least he still supports us. He gives us enough money for my mom not to work and for me to go to a private school. He would always fill my head with ideas of working with him after college and being famous, but I stopped believing his garbage a few.