Opened a closet then I heard Jenny behind me.. “Paul?”I turned around and saw Jenny standing in the doorway . Oh boy. I almost dropped the sugar. ...Jenny ... wow."She had put on the red dress, the pumps, and I saw that she was wearing suspenders and stockings. Unbelievable, what a beauty."Do you think I am beautiful Paul"? she asked me.The dress was tight around her body, and with the heels she was even taller then I am. She turned around, the dress had an open back and I saw that she was not. Mi bhi kabhi kabhi uske boobs par apne aankhe fira deta tha. Ab wo kabhi kabhi kafi khule gale ka t shirt pahn kar bhi aa jati thee or tebal par padhi ke bhane jyada hi jhuk jati the to mujhe uske bina bra ke boobs adhe se jyada dikh jate the uske boobs billkul gore goore the kai baar mujhe uske boobs ke nippls bhi dikh jate the tab mere land me eek jabar dast hal chl mach jati the or achanak hi mera haath apne land par chla jata tha or mi use pent ke upar se hi masalne lag jata tha. Wo bhi. “I see you’re all booked up today.”Tommy frowned at her.“I could use some lessons,” Nancy said. “I can’t get my breathing right. I do the breaststroke mainly, butterfly kick and all that.”“Uh huh,” Tommy said, adjusting his Speedo. He had tried wearing his cock upright but found the head often appeared above his waistband so has resorted to stuffing the thing down in the front where it often made a hard-to-ignore bulge. This was one of those times. Tommy looked like he had a bag of golfballs in. Our shoulders and thighs were now touching rocking swaying distance.She asked me what I did and I was like work in a construction site till I finish my undergraduate. And then she went let me see your hands. My hands people were border line sand paper that day. She continued. I like a man with rough hands.I cut her short and said I prefer a woman with soft hands. She burst out laughing and it was our stop. Do I get your number or are we going to let fate decide it I said.She asked whether I was.