Betty looked beautiful. She stands a little over five feet tall and is a petite, slender woman. Her silver hair, more salt than pepper, is kept short ...nd suits her thin, pretty face. She has eyes that seem to change color with her mood, from a hazel brown to a light green. Tonight they were bright green, sparkling, twinkling.She was wearing an emerald green nightgown, which ended above the knee, and was almost transparent. Her slender shoulders were being caressed by the thin satin straps of. So did my arousal!At her place, we quickly hurried into the coolness of her Apartment House lobby. Opening her mailbox, she quickly checked her mail.A few moments later, we entered her Apartment, both thankful to be out of the stifling heat."Give me a moment," she said her blue eyes sleepy looking from her growing arousal as she headed for her bathroom. My cock about now was pulsing up and down in pleasant anticipation.A moment later, she sailed back out of her bathroom. Taking my hand, she led. ” I began to dance against him, “Well that can be solved.” He seemed to understand and we began to grind to the song. I felt the bulge in his pants as he began to kiss me on my neck. “Follow me,” it was barely a whisper but I was already following him without even thinking of it. I followed him upstairs and into a room I assumed to be a guest room. There weren’t many personal touches to it, but then I saw a photo on the end table. And then I realized, we were in his parent’s room. He closed. ”Eric pointed his hand to the set table. “Let's eat, shall we? And, I don't mean to be greedy being a guest in your house, but Christian's told me so much about your wine cellar on the phone.”Andrea grinned knowingly as though she had been expecting the question. “I put a bottle in the fridge right after we arrived. It should have the perfect temperature by now.”Eric went back to the kitchen, fetched two glasses and came back to the table, reading the bottle's label.“It's a Bandol. Not even.