She still wore her blouse but was nude from the waist down.“Now,” she began, “I know we had talked about taking things slowly. If you aren’t r...ady, I totally understand. But I’ve been waiting for twenty years and would like-”“I’m ready!” Brent blurted out. He cleared his throat and tried to recompose himself; he was acting like a teenager for God’s sake. “I mean, if you are ok with taking things to that level, I’d love to as well.”Emma’s smile was nearly ear to ear. “I’d hoped you’d say that.”. ”She immediately corrected me, “Jeans!!! Women don’t wear pants. They wear pantsuits, slacks, capris, and jeans. You have to work on your vocabulary.”I gave her a little pout, “Sorry, dear.”She gave me a big smile and then pulled me to one of the chairs in front of her vanity. Then, she went into her closet and came back with a brunette wig. She put it on my head, carefully pulling it into place all around. Using a brush with little white ball-like tips on the bristles, she brushed the. It was about a foot away from her arms reach. She tried to grab for it but couldn't get at it. He watched her while her boobs leaped up and down as she tried to grab it, so he waded up and jumped out and grabbed it for her. By accident, his left arm happened to bang her right breast considerably. He didn't see her face, but a wistful smile came and went quickly. "Mmmm now how many more chances will I have like that" she asked herself. "Wanna inadvertently slap them with your elbow again Will". I was so ready for her to ride me. Suddenly she stopped and got up. “Sorry babe gotta go,” she said to me in her seductive voice. “What, where are you going baby I need you right now,” I begged. “Sorry daddy but you know I gotta tease you, and plus I have a lot of laundry to do so we’ll pick this up later tonight.” Ariel slipped on some small shorts and a tank top, grabbed her laundry basket and left me there horny as fuck. Ariel loved to tease and be teased. I decided it was payback time. She.