She thinks a bit and agrees.PARA 3 Now we start talking casually and she is carefree as i’m younger to her. The topic moves to massages I insist her...to try my body massage once. She refuses but i keep on insisting so she agrees. I ask her to change and wear minimum possible clothes so she goes and returns in a bra and panty. I was shocked to see her like that. I ask her to lie down and I remove my shirt(wearing only boxers) and start rubbing her thighs with oil. I rub her thighs and take my. I don’t really know what all that means but it was Joel’s pride and joy. Any way Joel was sitting in the driver's seat, one hand on the wheel, only wearing his swim shorts and flip-flops. His curly brown hair flowed over his perfect dreamy eyes. He had one hand on the wheel and the other moved from the stick to my leg. His arms were perfect and strong, leading into his shoulders. His shoulders were perfection. His chest and abs reminded me of a Greek god. He loved to keep in shape. A. “Oh, hello dear, sorry to bother you, it’s Dorothy from next door, is Sandra home?” She sounded distressed.Sandra is my wife and was at work. “No she isn't Dorothy. Is everything alright?”Dorothy is an 83 year old Great Grandmother and has lived in the house next door for 60 years. She is a widow of 20 years, has white curly hair and looks like your typical elderly English lady, short, overweight and with a massive chest. She dresses like any Grandmother too, wearing knee length tartan skirts. I began rolling forward as he pulled up alongside me, smiling down at me and together we moved forward, slowly but surely towards the first line of police cars barricading the road ahead. As we trundled along I held up first my bra and then my panties and waved them at him. He just started acting like a sex starved hound dog, barking wildly and then howling at the moon. This crazy macho act tickled my sense of humour and I felt a fit of the giggles well up inside me. In front of us the traffic.