They danced this way for some time, Stephanie completely oblivious to the fact that the music had stopped some minutes ago. Then Tom asked her a ques...ion. ‘Stephanie, I know you like me but what do you like most about me?’ Stephanie looked up at him entranced and flirtatiously pushed her hips against his and rotated them sensually. ‘I love dancing with you’ She gasped. ‘But I think you are beginning to find other things to like, aren’t you?’ Her eyes fell coyly. She knew he was creating the. It was Saturday afternoon. My dad had taken my brothers to Molineux to watch the match, my Mum had gone to town shopping and I'd just finished mowing the back lawn and was working on my motorbike. It was a warm afternoon so I'd taken my tee shirt off, mowing the lawn had made me sweat. As I worked on the bike, I heard the back gate open and looked over my shoulder to find Brenda standing there smiling. "Is your Mum in Mike?" she asked. I told her she wasn't and that neither were my Dad or my. She had finished her shower and slipped on the T-Shirt. She opened my bedroom door and stepped out into the living room where I was making a bed for myself on the couch."What are you doing?" she asked.I turned around to see her standing in front of my bedroom door. She had the t-shirt on and nothing else. The v-neck gave way to the perfect amount of cleavage from her firm, pert tits. The shirt extended down, as I had estimated, halfway to her knees. My heart started beating fast."Um," I. I wrapped my arms around her, deepening out kiss. The beeping coffee machine pulled us out of our loved-up trance. “Coffee’s ready, I guess,” I said, breaking the kiss and clearing my throat. Michelle burst out laughing at my sudden bashfulness. We settled opposite each other at the table to enjoy the coffee I had just poured for us. I took small sips of the hot aromatic coffee. “What?” I asked, as I realized Michelle was looking at me intently. “You look so sexy dressed like that,” she said.