Do your best and surprise us. Thanks."We congregated in the living room, each finding a comfortable spot. Mr. Bell kicked off his shoes and put his fe...t on the coffee table. Rebecca couldn't wait to relieve herself of her high heels and rub her sore feet. Mrs. Bell seemed very content. Her smile brightened the room."Ok. So what's the big news, you guys? We might as well get the business out of the way, first."Mr. Bell took on an entirely different air. I was suddenly alert. Whatever it was must. “Okay Mom, I won’t”, Sunday came and went. Monday morning I got up early, Mom help me pick out a nice navy blue skirt; it went just below my knees, black pumps, and white button down blouse. I had on under this, my blue satin panties, white bra, and tan nylons, with a blue garter belt. I love the grater; it makes it so, easy to access my ass, instead having to pull the panty hose down, my little cock stayed tuck away nice and neat, you wouldn’t know it, unless you had me down on my back and. Our next meeting was planed for the second Tuesday of the Month, this was put back a week because of other events on the First Tuesday, four of us arrived more or less together at the school to find a notice from the caretaker, informing us the meeting had been cancelled and apologises for not being able to inform us. Grumbling we headed back home, I was heading the same way as Heather, we had been on the PTA since or kids started at the school. As we chatted she said if she had known earlier. However, with the exception of some old friends who tended to my penis with great care, the past year had been hit or miss and most of the time, it was the latter. But the whole scene was different with Caren, there was a different vibe and a comfort level that fit me well. When I introduced myself on the beach, I’d never expected or even believed that we’d be skinny-dipping later, let alone having sex. Maybe it was pheremonic. That had to be it, it had to be her. Maybe, in a simple basic way,.