After a fewmore passes of the joint, Julie closed her eyes and by thesmile on her face she was enjoying the effects of the weed.I guess the drinks and...smoke had the same effect on theguys, because Alex began to stare intently at my wife’scurled up stocking clad legs and round ass. I looked at himand gave him a wink and softly stroked Julie’s ass throughthe material of her mini. Then gently hiked up her skirt togive him a better view of my wife’s sheer panties. All this time my. It was a bright yellow and I thought it would look good with a tan. A bikini of course. I slipped the bottoms on and pulled them up. I thought they made my ass look really good. Not to much showing but they showed off my curves. My legs were long and lean from running track. I took the top and put it on too. It was a front clasp top with a light underwire in the cups for support. It had straps like a bra. I got into position and brought the claps together. There was a little bit of. Tommy thought she looked like his mother, but not his mother. His mother’s hair had been all tight, frizzy black curls, unruly and somehow full of life, even when she was bone-weary. This not-mother’s hair was straight and lank, hanging around her face as if it was too dispirited to move away. She stared at him as if what she had always dreaded had now come upon her. Her eyes stared and her mouth fell open to show gleaming white false teeth with unnaturally rosy plastic gums. ‘Oh God. You. You. Mane kha thek ha ma saturday ka besabri se intjar karne laga saturday ko mera office off hota ha to mujhe office ki bhe koi parasani nahi the. Saturday morning ko 9 am par pooja ka call aya Pooja – hello aditya bol rahe ho………..Me- yes ma aditya huPooja – ma pooja sapna ne batya hoga mere bare meMe – ha ha batya tha bolye kha ana ha mujhePooja – ma thume apna address message kar date hu tum 12:00 pm par aa janaMe – okMa jaldi se nha dho kar fresh ho gya or pooja ke ghar jane ki tayari karne laga.