"Are you sure this is the righthouse dear?"May made a show of checking the text message that Becky had sent withthe address. "Yes mom, according to Be...ky this is Kat's house." I guess it won't hurt to knock if it isn't." Her mother pulled theircar into the drive. They had no sooner pulled up in front of the housewhen the front door sprang open and May's friends burst out, followed byan older woman who followed at a more leisurely pace.May had no sooner stepped out of the car when she was pulled. The next hour involved me sitting watching TV &hellip,. We have been together since lucy was 16 and I 17 so now at 28 and 30 Im used to her taking so long to get ready. The time was rapidly approaching 7pm the time Mark was due to arrive and Lucy made her appearance. She looked stunning, a size 12, 36B dyed blond she was stood there in her knee high boots with a very short skirt where I could see the tops of her hold up stockings with her shirt unbuttoned so you could see her pert breasts. She. Maybe 26 or so. Kind of like Ashton Kucher from “That Seventies Show.” Only better looking, more rugged, a five-o'clock shadow, a real, slightly uneven tan-not the groomed, perfectly uniform tan of Hollywood. And he was wearing some sort of musky cologne she wasn't familiar with, light but spicy. Most young men these days seemed to prefer almost floral scents, but this was more old-fashioned, with echoes of leather, sandalwood and some odors she couldn't place. “I should ask him what it. ” She breathed out the sentence as his wondering hands tickled down between her legs. “Oh trust me dear, I have.” He kissed her on the lips and stood up, he was still naked and didn't mind the cold that blew through her bathroom. “I'll be back, don't leave that tub” She nodded her head and watched is sagging ass leave her bathroom. She could hear the sounds of clothing being moved and knew he was looking for his pants. After a few minutes he finally came back in, his cock semi hard and waiting.