She spoke over her shoulder. ‘You know in all my years I have never been welcomed anywhere with a basket of anything.’ She laughed. Brooke relaxed...at the sound and watched as Trish walked ahead of her. She was wearing the clothes she’d arrived in, a denim mini skirt with a white tank top. She wasn’t wearing a bra either. Brooke noticed her nipples, hard and dark through the thin white material of her shirt, as she turned, placing the basket on the island in the middle of the kitchen. She. So I put him to bed and went back to watch tele. My mind started to think about how hot my neighbour looked. I then did what I should not have done and went to her room. I dont know what came over me but I rummaged through her panty drawer hoping to find something sexy. Thong after thong and lacy bras dominated it. I sniffed all hoping that there would be worn ones. None were worn and getting scared I put them back in the drawer. They came home shortly after and her hubby had to go to work. She. She was very self-confident and self-assured. From what I knew from my consulting work, MBAs from top schools like Wharton were all that way.We stood around and talked as Blake’s flight landed and taxied to the gate. A few minutes later, Ginger gave a hero’s welcome to the handsome man as he appeared with a small carry-on. He was reluctant to stop kissing her despite the attention of a large segment of the airport including all his fellow passengers that had to walk around them.Ginger held onto. "I lo-" You what?" She said going faster. Shit this felt so good. I haven't had sex in four years. I've been waiting for her. "I I l-love y-you." I yelled as she slammed down on my dick. My eyes popped open. When did she take off her clothes? "God." I hear her whimper. She felt so fucking good around my dick. I had to control myself. She started moving her hips in small circular motions. My hands instantly went to her ass."Damn Melissa." I groaned. I let her ride me her way for a while. Then I.