I bided my time as I got to know him; I am sometimes insecure in approaching men because, being nearly six feet tall, redheaded and very curvy (wide h...ps, thick thighs, a slight belly and an ass that I often can't get all the way into jeans, yet a small waist and breasts on the smaller -- though very perky -- side), I worry I won't be every man's cup of tea. My reservations, of course, didn't stop me from fantasizing about him constantly and trying to show off a little at rehearsals, and as we. A leather-strapped girl’s watch, heart-shaped ring and blonde shoulder length wig completed my outfit. Glancing in the mirror, I felt I looked the proper teenage schoolgirl. I returned to the living room. Ann was now sitting with John by the PC. She had changed into a tee shirt and skirt. They were sitting in their expensive-looking office chairs. There was a little stool between them. They both looked up and smiled but neither made a comment. That was ok. I knew this outfit was more for me. " He returned his hand to between her thighs and curled his finger as he drew it out, separating the lips, collecting more of her juice. This time he did not share the taste with her. Instead he licked his finger, from the base all the way to the tip, turning his hand to clean it thoroughly.Gently he pushed her leg down, released her nipple, and used both hands to lower Lauren's arms, his eyes never leaving hers. Using both of his hands, Fletcher unbuckled his tool belt, letting it fall to the. Feeling slightly guilty, I pulled it back up over her shoulders and kissed her head tenderly before retreating back into the living room."Tommy?" Yes?" Thank you" and the snores began again!"Wow mum, you look great"I kissed the top of her head as she stood at the cooker frying bacon.She had on a tee shirt and jeans, but the jeans fitted her like a glove, accentuating perfectly the curves of what one of my school friends had once called an angels arse!"Thank you kind sir" she laughed, "I feel.