Her daughter goes to school in morning and that time she remains alone. I was still thinking how to approach her.somehow I arranged guts and rang the ...ell of her house. She opened the door, smiled and asked me to sit. I sat on sofa then she asked what happened and why I came to her. I said that I wanted to cook food at home but unfortunately gas in cylinder has finished so if she were having an extra cylinder, she could help me with that.She said, ” Oho why to get worried. U can have lunch and. Work stuff. He's the same." Lunches with him?" Not often. A few weeks ago. More work stuff." Do you think about him?" I do. You know, now and then."We stood quietly for a while longer, staring down into the street."There is something we need to do, you know?" she continued quietly."Lot's to do," I answered, then sighed."One thing. Tonight? A place where I can get a strawberry daiquiri?" This isn't a repeat performance, is it?" Nope." She nuzzled me again, trailing her fingers across my cheek. She mostly wears trousers to work which show her beautifully rounded bum but occcasionally wears a pleated skirt which shows that her legs are quite good too. Her tits are not big but just right. Our conversations sometimes hint at the possibility of a bit of fun so I finally invited her for a drink. Having hinted at my liking for sheer pantyhose I wasn't disappointed when she turned up. She had on her pleated skirt and what looked like sheer tan pantyhose. We had a couple of drinks and talked. " I lay on my side and position the computer so only just under my chin is visible down to my thighs. I love to show off my curves, they look so good in my skimpy outfit.After skipping a few strangers, I find the right one. His face drops when he looks up at his screen. I love it when they do that. We start to have a casual conversation, ignoring the elephant in the room. He looks to be in his early twenties, fit, and fairly attractive. He tells me more about himself and I can't stop staring at.