One of the things he appreciated about the Western Group was their enduring stability. They'd been around for over a century. The Midland offices were...a perfect representation of that history. Aside from thinner and larger computer monitors, the stately décor had changed little since his first visit nearly five years earlier. Everett Wahl's office suite featured dark woods and leather with warm lighting. Western ranch chic was how Scott thought of it. He liked it, liked the smells and the. She could catch a glimpse of nipple through her sheer blouse and a flash of pussy a la Sharon Stone when she crossed her legs. She had to admit she was still an attractive lady for her age. ?What, I missed that?? ?I said, you should have been around in the old days when the neighborhood was new. We had some fun times back then.? ?Uh, what do you mean?? ?Well, it was the swinging 70's and the houses were spread out more. So lots of nude sunbathing, key parties, you. She’s both our types.”Steven froze when Bree showed him the picture. He then looked at me in shock.At first, I worried that he had put it together that she and I were one and the same. But I quickly shrugged away that notion and said, “First I have to tell you she’s not my half-sister. She’s more like a Step-Sister. My Dad married her Mom. And second, both your types?”“Sure. Steven here likes slim girls with slightly darker skin and long smooth hair. Although he usually likes girls with boobs. His eyes seemed to be filled with lust as he stared at my black sheathed breasts. The attention from his optical seduction was beginning to make my nipples erect. Thank goodness I was wearing a lace Basque beneath the wet look dress, providing enough coverage to prevent my nipples from bursting through the thin wet look dress.Involuntarily, I rubbed my stockinged thighs together. My state of arousal was on the increase.I was trying with all my might to control my breathing, in an attempt to try.