He closed up the van but Mrs. Preston motioned him into the garage. I couldn’t see what was happening, but a short time later I heard the old guy y...ll to the young guy “Ok, let’s get going” and with that, I saw the young guy race out of the garage zipping up his fly as he ran the passenger seat and hop in. Mrs. Preston appeared a minute later and waved good bye to them and thanked them from the garage door. I saw her wipe her mouth before going in the house. “Like’s young guys it seems”,. I was a very ordinary housewife and part time waitress, happily married to my husband Ed for 13 years, with two beautiful daughters. Ed has a good job; we live in a very nice house. For those first 13 years Ed was the only man I was ever intimate with. I was quite content.Then thanks to Ed my life took an unexpected turn.It all started when Ed said he wanted to take me to a swingers' party. When he explained what that involved my immediate reaction was NO, NO, NO, NO! Ed was all the man I had. Across from her desk is a sofa chair and ottoman. Colleen walks back in the room and hands me the water. I turn around to talk to her about what I've found so far, and as she sits down on the edge of the ottoman I notice the soft edges of her labia peaking thru one side of her shorts. These shorts leave nothing to the imagination and I can see she isn't wearing panties.As we continue talking she notices I am constantly looking down between her legs, as I'm just hoping to catch another glimpse.. .. feelcomfortable knocking on your neighbours door, wearing panties, waist-cinch, tights, hot pants and stilettos...to ask them for a parcelcontaining more high heels, which you purchased on the internet.Agreed?...thought so." (As Jim nodded).So the only real option is that you stay at home from college, at leastuntil the day your last pair of shoes are delivered. Agreed?...good." (AsJim nodded once more.)"So that means the only real problem you have is you answering the doorwhile wearing your.