” Reaching over, I click the little lock on the bathroom door, knowing no matter what this is, I don’t want to be interrupted. “Is that all you�...�re wearing?” Her voice drops to a new level of sensuous. “Maybe.” Turning around, I look at my empty tub. I tuck the corner of the towel tighter like it’s going to stop wherever this conversation is going. “So, tell me about your bath.”“It’s wet. What else would you like to know?”“All of it.” “Like?”“Like,” My eyes close and remember the last time I. "Damn she's fucking hot," Mitch thought to himself. Emma had been divorced for about a year, and Mitch felt a little guilty for looking at her this way. He really liked Mr. Ferguson, he'd lived next door to them since he was an infant, but Mitch was nineteen now and Mrs. Ferguson's tits were calling to him.Mitch figured he could fill a gallon milk bottle if he had kept all the semen he'd produced while watching Emma sunbathe by her pool, and he'd only been home from college for a week. Beating. She is like 42 yrs old. She is cute lady with boobs size is 40. We r da only bangladeshi in this street, so her family and my family became close. And she is a housewife. Her husbend kind of old for her he is like 60 yrs old. Wat happen is one day I went to her house to give her something dat my mom told her to give it to her. It was about 11 am, her husbend went to work and her two daughtor was in school. Door was open, so I didn’t knock the door, I just went inside quietly without making any. She went to her closet and came back with another robe, this one larger and obviously made for a man."Here," she said, "no need to get dressed." She winked at me and started down the stairs.I put on the robe and went downstairs, finding Sophia in the kitchen. I thought about embracing her or kissing her neck, but before I could she turned and said "Hi, that robe fits you well. Come here and stir this please." Sensing what I had in mind with eerie mind-reading ability, she touched my face.