Afterward, you realize your mistake in starting with my nursery. You spread out the floor plan and begin to point to things, and as you do, you pull u... the pictures on your computer. First, you point to my changing table by the window and near our bathroom. Seeing the picture of the wonderful table you will change me on, without having to bend over so much, fills me with glee.You move on to my play area--the playpen, toy box, bookshelves and special rocking horse. I am getting excited to move. And desirable. What she needed, Pam decided, was a new wardrobe, a make-over, and a shot of self-confidence.The two women had been shopping off and on together since the very first day of Pam's visit, but this day when they visited the downstown shopping area Pam went all out. She drug Helen from one store to another, buying new clothes. She got her older friend to the hairdresser and spent over an hour at the cosmetics counter. Helen attempted to protest every step of the way, but Pam could. Another hour would fly by before she would appear again.When she came out to clean the living room she still had not put on her sweats. It was too hot to wear that much clothing anyway and I certainly didn't mind the view. However, as she cleaned the living room, I noticed I was doing less and less work and more and more watching. Her rear end was moving about the room with the vacuum and suddenly I realized I had grown a rather sizeable erection.Fortunately, the laptop was hiding it from. She has told me before that she is fully waxed herself and there is nothing more that I want to see in this moment than her soft, wet little pussy. I tell her that I want to go down on her. I press harder. I can tell she is debating her decision in her head. Struggling on the inside from putting down her guard and allowing herself to be pleasured and knowing that she is at work and should be a professional. I continue with a steady pace, working her clit through her pants. She reaches for the.