You're seriously overdressed."I was in cut-offs and a t-shirt – even my feet were bare. But I did as I was told and finished my cereal. I took my ha...f-drunk mug of coffee with me when I went to our room, where I sat sipping it and jittered. They were expecting me to parade around starkers in front of Margaret? Whatever happened to the modest, shy, introverted young woman I fell in love with? Not to mention her mother. This was probably the last thing I was expecting.Rose-Marie came in. "Are you. From the way you're talking, its going to be hard for us to be friends."We talked some more, with Shirley making an effort not to get me any more riled up about what we had discussed earlier. The way I looked at it, she was the one who left, not me. I wasn't going to be made to feel guilty, just because circumstances came up that brought her back to town. She hadn't bothered calling me for four months. If her father hadn't decided to take his old job back, I probably wouldn't have even heard. Despite herself she found it fascinating. His was the first cock she had ever touched. Strange how she had felt it inside her pussy and inside her mouth before she ever touched it. She looked closely as she moved her hand up and down marveling at how stiff it was. "This has been inside me," she thought with wonder stroking the shaft and watching the head moving up and down in time to her strokes. She forgot her aches and pains for a few brief seconds.However the interlude was a short one. A few. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my bum. “Not now, everyone will be over in a minute”. “Come on Mel, don't we have time for just a quick one?”. Our friend Ava and her husband Rick were coming over for dinner. “Nope, but don't worry I will make the wait worth while. I promise.” I turned around and started kissing Greg on the neck. The ring of the doorbell soon interrupted us. “It's open”. I yelled. Ava and her husband Rick walked into our kitchen. Ava was tall, slim.