As we arrived at my house, I invited him up for some tea so he could help me bring some of my stuff up as my daughter had fallen asleep and I would ha...e to carry her upstairs. He helped me up and was waiting in the living room. I had brought in tea for him and sat next to him. We spoke and he started complimenting me on my dress and make up. I was getting slightly turned on, the thought of seeing his cock from a couple weeks ago popped back into my head. I could feel my pussy getting wet as I. “You are completely mad!” Miranda breathed exasperatedly. Rozella grinned at her and, using both hands eased her breasts clear of her dress to fondle them, her eyes watching Miranda carefully. Her breasts were exquisite. Miranda was entranced by them. “Do you like my breasts caro?” Rozella asked seductively.“Th... they’re very nice!” croaked Miranda with what she instantly decided was the most inane banality she had yet managed in her short acquaintance with this maddening woman.“Would you. His wife was wearing her usual tight fitting jeans but on top she had a sheer white blouse that did nothing to hide her luscious tits. And if being able to see through it wasn’t enough, it had a low scoop neckline that begged for her boobs to spill out every time she moved. In addition she had on her going out makeup on which always made her look like a cougar on the prowl.“If you will just let me squeeze through to top up my coffee I’ll leave you men to your tools and raunchy talk,” said. "Yes JOSS," I said with a giggle.I walked towards the door taking my short strides, one foot in front ofthe other; I could feel my hips wiggle as I walked."That dress looks good on you" He said from behind, I must have turnedquicker than he expected as I caught him staring at my rear. His faceflushed a bit and smiled back at him. My stomach fluttered a bit;filling me with that good kind of anxiety, and I think he was feelingthe same.Shit we are in trouble.As he opened the door for me I began.