"Naughty Girl." She laughed as she sat down flashing a brilliant smile herself. "If you want me to be naughty, i can do naughty for you." Angie smiled...back at her, her face was becoming soft as she spoke. Shelly looked at her. "Oh really?" She was still smiling at her "And how naughty can you go?" She asked genuinely intrigued at this point. Angie looked at the table and whispered softly. "That all depends on you Shel." Shelly looked in her eyes trying to understand what she meant. But Angie. We sat in silence, eyes locked, until the screaming of a girl next door broke the spell. He had arrived that day in a tight shirt and jeans instead of the usual ill-fitting uniform and I noticed how much more muscular he had become and that he no longer slouched in his seat, betraying a new air of self confidence. As the weeks passed, he began sitting closer to me and rather than moving away as I normally did, I leaned closer, breathing him in. When he rested his hand on mine, I didn’t remove. That was about as much action as I got on the 2nd date, but on my way home I thought next date surely is the one I will get to fuck her. I had already begun thinking about her, what her tight little bum would be like, what her pert breasts would feel like, and how tight her pussy would be. Thoughts of how she liked to be fucked were going through my mind as I had restless nights of sleep until our next date.The 3rd date came around, a meal this time, and I thought that I had to play a blinder. When he finished, she asked, “Would you like to tan too?” When he just sat there open-mouthed she pulled him down and began rubbing cream on him. His shorts were bulging, she’d noticed, so she pulled them down and her mouth got full of young meat. The next thing he knew she had mounted that eager organ and her huge hangers were in his face, begging to be played with.He didn’t leave at the usual time that day, staying until she shooed him away before her husband got there. He’d return in two.