In all of his endeavours to keep the foot love alive, he'd often purchased items from the company called "Happy Feet."Standing there in his living roo..., holding a box from this well familiar company for the red haired waitress who lived across the street brought new courage, and an instant hard on to the lonely widower.It was nearly seven p.m. when her car pulled into the driveway.Jason was, as usual standing guard at his post near the window.He watched as her brake lights turned off, knowing. She looked at my crotch and didn’t react and she went to the bathroom.I crept into my bed and didn’t think much about what happened and just lit a smoke and started puffing away. A few minutes later she emerged from the bathroom and started to make her bed on the sofa, from where I was, I could see that underneath that robe she wasn’t wearing anything. Suddenly she turned around and said ” sir do you drink”? I said yes and I just had a couple of pegs! She said ” sir I am feeling cold and can I. The subtle touches of makeup gave my face a nice feminine look and I smacked my red painted lips at the slut staring back at me from the mirror.Once dressed, I set about my cleaning duties with growing anticipation for my coming reward. I scrubbed the bathroom, mopped the kitchen and dusted the whole house, loving the feel of my short skirt swishing against my thighs and riding up to expose my panty covered ass whenever I bent over. I was just about done, with my hard cock poking out the. ’ ‘I hope you don’t have to move,’ she said. Matt nodded and said, ‘I’m not moving. No way!’ ‘Good, when are you coming back to school?’ she asked. ‘I don’t know,’ he said. ‘I need to get this business with my uncle and aunt taken care of. If I can get that done, I should be back next week.’ ‘I hope you can get that settled,’ Dianna said. ‘Well,’ he said, ‘I guess I gotta go.’ He looked at her and smiled. ‘It was nice seeing you again, Dianna.’ ‘I missed seeing you, too,’ she replied. ‘And I.