Sorry Myra I'm out front and its hot. She said ok but I just got out of the shower. I joked and said man if only I would have been here 20 minutes ear...ier. She said boy I'm too old for you. Then I said honey I'm now 46, there ain't a women alive that's to old for me .She laughed. Ok I'll let you in. When she opened the door she had this light night gown on and I could see her nipples through the material and gave her a nice longer than normal hug. She didn't let go so neither did I. We, . I didn’t hear any reply from her so maybe she didn’t hear me. Then I grabbed a can of pineapple juice from the fridge and as I slammed it down I realized it was Saturday morning and I needed to be at work for 10am. Still had more than 2 hours to chill. I sat in and laid the matching leather recliner back as far as I could and used the remote to turn on some music that we both loved as the sunshine began to come through our living room window. I was laying back with my eyes closed and legs. And on their own special rack in the middle of the room were a coupledozen or more French Maid outfits in varying colors and styles.Obviously Sandy did a lot of French Maid parties! There was the classicworking maid dress in a longer length for more formal (less sexy)occasions, and then the dresses became skimpier and skimpier as my eyeswent down the rack. Some had off the shoulder sleeves, some no sleevesbut just a halter top, quite a few with simply a bustier top, and somewith long sleeves,. Inch by inch my long fingers massaged up the length of her ribcage and I stopped when I reached the sides of her voluptuous boobs…She sighed. Peering over her shoulder, I saw her nipples pucker. But then she found my hardness again. "I am in control here," she whispered, as she squeezed my cock. My hips bucked excitedly against her ass, and she quickly placed her hand back in position. Hurriedly, she stroked me, gripping my hardened cock securely. Her soft, warm hand was slick with my pre-cum.