Of course, eventually Dad told her that he'd met a younger better looking woman. Someone who dressed a lot more sexy and actually enjoyed sex. He told...her that the marriage was over .I was in my final year at school, so it left just the two of us at home most of the time. She'd always been very quiet, not many friends, and she really only went out to do the shopping and go to church on Sunday.A fairly average looking woman, forty-five years old, and slightly plump, but with large breasts.One. Her face came over mine so close that I could smell her sweet perfume and her dangling earrings almost touched my face.“You will certainly tell me which is the fake! But how will I know that you are telling the truth?” she mused. “The problem is that tomorrow a man is coming to pick up the vase and courier it to the buyer in Shanghai. If I give him the fake I shall be in deep trouble with a woman who does not take kindly to being swindled.”I wondered how I could convince her of my honesty. How. The sudden cold feeling of her sexy foot right between the bare skin of my thighs was just amazing. I was literally enjoying her bold move. I grabbed her foot by pressing between my thighs. I was enjoying the feel of her soft and cold sexy foot touch against the bare skin of my thighs.Due to the overwhelming sensation, I could not even moan or make any noise. But I controlled my gestures by making myself engaged in listening to my husband. And next, her foot was literally touching my crotch. Hmmmm, thought Elaine. Or, she might even try it again in the morning, thinking it’s a good distraction. No. She’s not that stupid. It might have been an ‘all or nothing’ move. Elaine grinned with renewed optimism. We’ll see… Just as she’d suspected, dinner was fine. No snide comments, no knowing looks. Just as though Kendra hadn’t seen a thing. Which was probably what she hoped Elaine thought. Probably. Argh! Maybe I’m just imagining it! Kendra even offered to wash up again,.