Richie said he wasn't sure, but than Peggy said she would love to return the favor and rub him like he was rubbing her. That was all it took. He got u... and said lets go. We entered the condo and Peggy lay on the bed and removed her top. Richie was aghast and wondered if she shouldn't get dressed cause after all Her husband was there and he was a boy. I smiled and said you can get comfortable too if you want. Richie was wearing a pair of shorts with a bathing suit under them and a pair of. "But I think you got your pants wet." Did I?" her eyes twinkling, she slid her right hand down her pants. Since we were so close together, I could feel her fingers probing around her pussy. "I think you might be right." When she pulled her hand out, her fingers where glistening with a wet, sticky, clear fluid. She raised those fingers to her mouth and sucked on them, the sticky fluid disappearing onto her tongue. "Yes, you are right." She buried them in her pussy again then brought them back. The first glass never touched the side's even though she did think it tasted chalky then another and another, the last glass was sipped slowly as she stripped for a shower. She went to the bathroom, still more circle and dot paintings, must have bought a job lot she thought.She stood there and let the water cascade over her before she started to wash herself over, her little rough scrubbing cloth felt good as it invigorated her shapely body; it glided up and down her long firm legs before it. I stood in the doorway, watching her, admiring her slim figure, long legs and cute, round ass, that was barely contained by her tiny bikini bottoms. I guessed she was in her late thirties or early forties. She was tall and slim with shoulder length blonde hair and from what I saw under her crop top, quite large, firm breasts. When she reached her front door she turned, smiled and waved. She knew I’d been watching her and I felt a flush of embarrassment at being caught out. I waved back, stepped.