Her long blonde hair hung in soft waves over herbare shoulders, coming to rest over the swell of her large breasts.Rivers watched her cleavage swell w...th her rapid breathing. Her scarletred dress was striking and hugged her curves and her trim, athleticwaist, flaring pleasingly at her wide hips and pert rounded backside.Her bare legs looked silky smooth and seemed to go on forever, perfectlyfeminine, her calf muscles popping from the red high heeled sandals thatshe wore on her feet."Back off! . No, I’m having lunch. Just wanted to check in and see if you made it to your grandmother’s okay.”“Yup. She took me to lunch at a restaurant. We just sat down. Can I call you back?”“No need. Have a great time. Hey, I never asked, where does your grandmother live?”“Fort Collins.”“Wow. Small world. What a strange coincidence.”“Coincidence? Why?”“Oh, I don’t know. Just lucky to be so close, you know?”“Yeah, I guess. Listen, I’ve got to go. I’ll call you tonight.”“Don’t bother. I’m sure you’ll be. Two weeks later, we agreed to meet at our house. I had 2 acquaintances over from a local swing club to ‘help us out’. Gerald and Desmond were young (late 20’s) clean shaven black gentlemen, both over 6’2” and very endowed. Donna and Steve pulled up about 7pm. We invited them in introduced them and had a few drinks. Donna looked fine, She wore a short black skirt with a black sweater, Her legs were sheathed in dark tan seamed stockings with patent, strapped black cfm pumps with 4” heels. After a. Anything for a friend."He eyed me a little weird; It was probably because of the sweatpants andponytail but he didn't mention it. He had seen me in booty shorts and abra; there was nothing about me that could possibly surprise him. We satdown on my couch downstairs and pulled out the Geometry notes."I wrote all of this stuff down but I don't exactly understand it," I setthe paper down in front of me and he looked over my shoulder at it."Oh yeah I remember all of this. Pythagorean Theorem and.