You try to ignore it but they just keep ringing over and over again.Pulling your pillow over your head muffles the sound some but not enough to keep y...u from hearing the unknown guest begin to pound on the front door. Grumbling under your breath you force yourself to sit up and open your eyes. Pulling on your robe you slowly stumble through your house still half asleep. When you reach the front door you reach out for the knob and the pounding suddenly stops. Opening the door you are surprised. My large breasts fell free. Paul looked impressed with my breasts, starting to massage them. Neither of us spoke. He leaned down, licking one nipple, then the other one. I reached up unbuttoning his shirt. Paul took his shirt off and I massaged his muscular, hairless chest. He unzipped my dress pulling it up and over my head, tossing it beside us. We only had my panties and Pauls pants and undershorts, left on. I unbuttoned and pulled the zipper down, tugged his pants down along with his. *The next day, Amanda drove the kids to a playground a long way from home, where she didn’t know any of the other mothers. A short, fat and slightly sleazy-looking man in a trench coat sidled up to her as the other mothers looked on, concerned.“Don,” said Amanda, by way of greeting, steering him away from the playground a little, so that she could still see her kids, but where no one could overhear them.“I hit gold,” Don, the private investigator said, not bothering with a greeting.Amanda’s. . I turned to face her and she immediately came forward to wrap her warm naked body into mine. “ Mornin' – she said in her sleepy voice.. “I'm sorry to have woke you, but the call of nature--” “I know-me too..” she cut me off.. “I'm used to getting up at this hour.. Up at the ski resort, I had to be in the kitchen by 6:30am to help cook breakfast..” She sat on the stool and began to do her thing,while she yawned and stretched her arms up and back, her firm breasts swaying.