I was terrified of getting caught, but confident i would hear the others coming and by now confident she was asleep. I squeezed the tits licking both ...ittle nipples and holding them in my mouth. I remember it so well, it was out of control.I quickly ran downstairs and carried on drinking with only one thing on my mind heightened by the smell and taste of her on my finger. I was powerless!Then later I snuck back up confidence high and pulled her tights down properly so i could see her pussy from. We ate, had some wine, and then the music started. Peter rose, came around the table and asked, "May I have this dance?" He slid my chair out as I stood up and we walked hand in hand to the floor.Dancing with Peter had always been nice. Together we weren't winning any contests but we fit well and had a good time. The pace slowed and I slipped into his arms for a slow dance. His arms circled me and we slowly swayed along the floor. I nestled my head against his shoulder and happily closed my. Blood covers the floor, the walls and the bleachers. There are pieces of the men everywhere along with bullet holes riddled all around. If no one has heard the gunshots, it would be surprising. Emma frowns, it is time to end this and get the fuck out of here. She steps back, raises her leg and kicks open the door. As she steps through the doorway, she is in her full form, starring down the girl.“You!” Casey scowls. “I wondered if you might show up here.”“Of course,” Emma replies. “I had to. " She replied."Alright then, Jen it is. So tell me Jen, why sit here with a frumpy, old divorced housewife when there are so many other things to do?" You're not old and frumpy Mrs. Wilson, not at all. God I think you're one of the sexiest women I've met in a long time and I just thought maybe we could talk for a little while."I didn't know what to do with that compliment. Me ... sexy? I was 45 and probably ten pounds overweight although my butt still looked pretty good and my breasts didn't.