He kept insisting that I tell him where I lived so he could come over right then. I finally had to block his number to stop the calls and texts. I f...nally saw a reply from a man in his late 40's. "Tom"'s reply seemed honest and he wasn't trying to bullshit his way into getting into my mouth and ass. We texted a few times and then we actually talked on the phone a few times. We set a date for him to come to my place one day after my wife went to work. The day came and I sent him a text. She put on a conservative one-piece swimsuit and walked back next door.Lauren had already changed into a bikini top and shorts and was positioning the sprinkler and hose in the back yard. She took one look at Heather and said, “What, no bikini?” then instantly regretted her words.“Mom won’t allow me to own one. This is the only swimsuit I’ve got,” the teen admitted sheepishly.“Sorry, hun. How is it going?”“Not good,” replied Heather. “Mom is really getting wacky, and she and Dad are fighting. She stiffened but soon relaxed as she let her instincts take her away.My next move was to slide the dress off her body. The dress bunched around her ankles in a heap and the only fabric standing between me and her wholesome nakedness was her bra.I unhooked it quickly and let that fall too. Suddenly conscious of her fully bare skin, she covered her breasts with her hands protectively. I turned her around to face me, my eyes taking in every inch of her au naturel figure. She looked at her feet,. I'm Giselle, lovely to meet you and welcome to my little boutique.”She was dressed somewhat provocatively in a black leather miniskirt, black hose, stilettos, and a crimson silk blouse unbuttoned enough to reveal her ample cleavage in a red lace bra. I was very impressed, not that I have a thing for women, but she was someone even a straight girl would turn her head to check out. She wore very little if any makeup, her eyes were a deep blue which contrasted with her ruby red lips.It seemed like.