"Excuse me?" Kay said. "I don't think I changed your plans, Sherry."Kay folded her arms but kept her smile and the relaxed look of a womanjust having...fun. "We both heard you say makeover, earrings, heels, andhere we are trying on heels, well, flats. We have some cute heels butcan't decide." Yeah, right. But look at her," Sherry said. "She's dressed betterthan I am!"It was true. Lynn stood there among mountains of shoe boxes lookinglike a socialite celebrity outfitted for a trip to Fashion. He was finding it less than satisfying just rubbing the part that projected from his fly, so he asked Albert if he would mind if he made himself more comfortable.‘You do whatever you want.’ was the softly spoken answer, so he stood up and undid his trousers completely and slid them with his pants down to his ankles. Before he sat down again he rolled his top up over his stomach so he was naked from his chest to his feet. He settled back in the settee so Albert could see him plainly. His hard. You always sit by yourself and watch people.” “Yeah, I guess I’m a people person; I like watching busy people.” She put her hands on her hips and smiled down at him. “You like watching some people’s backsides; I’ve caught you staring at mine more than once.” Terry was mortified. “Oh my God, I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to offend you, Cassie. I’m just fascinated by um…by your um…well, you’re hot, okay? There! I couldn’t help myself; I hope you’re not mad at me?” “No, of course not, girls like to. A question or 2 about what they've been up to lately. When she mentions the fact that they have no been seeing much of each other lately, he feels the pulse in his cock begin to race and he leans forward, not wanting her to see the head of his cock begin to bulge through his pants. Not yet anyway. He asks her, caringly, about the state of things between her and her husband. Why haven't they been seeing each other? Have there been arguments? Drinking? When was the last time you 2 slept.