Jenson; it seemed like a dream to the teenager."Can I come in?" Um, okay."Mrs. Jenson didn't wait this time and walked directly to the living room, si...ting on the couch in the same place she had the day before. Jason followed her and plopped down in the chair. One hand held the armrest tightly, while the tips of his forefinger and thumb of his other hand rubbed in nervous tension. He kept looking at Mrs. Jenson, remembering what she had done to him. His hands dropped to his lap, covering the. I lifted my head, only to notice that her legs were slightly parted and her skirt had begun to ride up her silky smooth, tanned thighs. Trying not too look like a pervert, I lifted my mag again. Again there was a loud rustle. Again I snuck a peek. Her legs were now well spread and her skirt was well up her thighs. It wasn't hard to see she was well trimmed since she wasn't wearing any panties. I started to get hot under the collar. I hid. The third rustle was louder still. Sneaking a peek was. She told me about her divorce and how she hasn't been with anyone in over a year. "Great, another cold, bitter woman who probably won't let me or any man near her" I thought to myself..but after a few beers she loosened up. We joked about the people of AZ, since we were both from the east coast, among other things. At around 11 we left and headed to her house. It was a beautiful 2 story house in a gated community, with nice lawn furniture and a neat little rock garden. The inside was even more. ”But Dee’s hand disappeared further up her skirt as the woman looked round to see if anyone was watching, the only one was her partner, sat with his eyes glued to the scene in front of him.Dee’s hand had now clearly reached her target. “I guess you’re a bit of a tart yourself, no knickers.” The woman looked down at Dee. “Come on, give me a kiss and taste your boyfriend.”The woman’s eyes widened. “Nooo...”But Dee’s fingers were obviously doing something to the woman. “I bet you’ve never kissed a.