(I didn’t mention that I would be happy with just a percentage of her action!) He only commented that it seemed that Sherry WAS the dinner. When he ...aid that I mentioned that she had a gourmet pussy and planted that seed too.And once I told them about having a small shop that she ran alone they were hooked. What a freaking perfect thing! I never thought it before, but now believe she thinks her dresses are provocative when she goes to work. Not in an obvious way with mini skirt and low blouses,. “Feel, feel right there,” she said as she took Junie’s hand and placed it on her upper thigh.Junie immediately felt the dampness of her thighs and the heat emanating from her pussy. It was like a furnace under her skirt.“See, what did I tell you you’re overworking an old lady? I can’t remember the last time I danced. I need some more wine,” Emily said replacing Junie’s hand in his lap and going to the kitchen.Emily poured the last of the bottle into her glass. She was beginning to feel a little. Two days later she just outright asked if she could see me do “that” again. When I looked puzzled she explained that she was very curious. “But you’re married,” I said.“I’ve been a good girl all these years and now that sex is ok I feel a bit wicked but excited by it. There is so much I don’t know.”I protested, “Can’t you just ask my brother? He is your husband, after all.”She looked sheepish, “I’m kind of embarrassed by my ignorance when he knows so much. I was hoping you could show me a few. I had just come up to a bend in the trail and didn’t see the guy that was power walking the other direction and I ran straight into him – sending both of us to the ground - me on one side of the trail and him on the other. I looked at his face and he had a shocked look – like someone had done something to him. I looked down at myself and I found out why he looked this way. My shirt was pulled up and I am sure he could see my hairy pussy and part of my naked ass. I pulled my shirt down to.