That was when Emma challenged him. She looked directly into his eyes, “Prove it?” She said. Matt smiled and studied her face for any sign of bluf.... There was none. Emma realised the conversation had halted without the desired result. She turned to the room full of students and motioned to them with her arm, “Go on, prove it with a woman from here,” she said, recovering from the awkwardness of the situation. “I can’t,” said Matt. “Why not?” “I don’t know any of them,” Matt hesitated, “they’re. I pulled about a half block from John house. I was eating a sandwich when I caught his wife Tonya coming out of the house. She was quite the hot blonde MILF. She was wearing a big green hat with some short cut overalls that barley covered her huge breast. She had a light blue tube top that stretched over her juggs. It look like she stuffed two large beach balls under her top. She had red high heels shoes on that made her wobble as she walked. She bent over to get the newspaper on the lawn. My. "So, do you enjoy the view?" I asked. "What?" he said, clearly shocked. I pointed at the glass panel that overlooked the city. "Oh, that. Yes of course, it is really wonderful." He walked over to the panel. I knew I had to step up my act now. "Would you like to see more?" I asked, putting my hand on his arm. "More?" he said, truly perplexed. I took a step back, turned my back at him, undid the zipper and slowly let the dress fall to the ground. I stepped out of the dress, standing there,. She was too young, I knew. It had been nearly a week since I had gotten any relief. No harm in looking, I thought. She was wearing a red, flowery bikini that gave her ample amounts of cleavage for me to gawk at. I didn’t think she could see me visually molesting her with my sunglasses on. I finished my first beer.The girl wasn’t really doing much in the pool, just walking from one side to the other. She seemed bored, so I decided to strike up a conversation with her when she came back to.