She had curly black hair and wore glasses. She looked like she was part white and part Latina. She was wearing a short skirt, with open toe heels and ...o stockings. Here feet were perfect and looked so soft and her toenails were painted black along with her fingernails. Here ass was to die for. It was the perfect bubble and her skirt barely covered it. Every guy in there was drooling over her. Both Shelly and I could not stop staring at her. Shelly said, “damn, her feet are nice” and I agreed.. Slowly I move my hips from side to side, letting my hair fall over my shoulders, covering part of my breasts. I bring my hands back up, still swaying my hips, making little circles. When I reach the top button of my blouse I stop. His eyes are almost begging me to continue. ‘Do you want me to unbutton this?’ I ask him with a teasing smile, already knowing the answer. ‘Yes baby, please…’ He replies in a whisper. I can see by the bulge in his shorts that he’s getting very excited already. He’s. "Dave thought about that for a second."You know you're right. I hadn't thought of that." I'd really like it if you came to stay with us, David. I think the girls would like it too. My house is closer to Em and Hayley's school. We wouldn't have to pay taxes and such on two houses. We could split the bills. My girls would have a father figure and your girls would have two new sisters and a woman in the house." I'll think about it. Honest," Dave said with a smile.Jenn moved out of the doorway and. Zareen lived here with her aunt and her family. Her parents were back in Pakistan. Her aunt was always preoccupied with her beauty salon and therefore never had time for her family. Her uncle had passed away several years back. Her aunt had three kids ranging from thirteen to eighteen and they were also preoccupied with their lives and never paid any attention to each other, let alone Zareen. Zareen had once spent a week in Miami with friends no one at home realized it.As I waited for Zareen.