What really got my attention was how low cut the cups and the expanse of cleavage she showed."Hi, honey," she greeted just as she opened the front doo.... "I'm going to be late getting home tonight. A couple of the girls asked if I wanted to have a drink with them and I agreed." Kissed my cheek, walked out closing the door.While Lynn seldom drinks she has been known to sip a wine or two on occasion. I didn't think anything about her having a drink after work but her blouse puzzled me. Shrugging. Of course I knew it! It was a silly thing for two 30, almost 40 something moms to do, but it was so much fun…especially when we both had not too perfect, but not too bad bodies. “Yes, of course I do” I replied. Well, I was down there this afternoon, enjoying a little swim, the outdoors…when that group of boys from across the way came out of the woods. Your son was with them as well, so I guess there were five of them. They sat down by my clothes and, well, they weren’t about to budge until I. It was around the sixteenth floor that she felt him shift against her. She tried to shift away from him, sure that she was making him uncomfortable, but was abruptly frozen in place by the startling realisation that hands--his hands--were sliding down over her ass towards the hem of her conservative grey wrap dress, his fingers playing with the lace edge of the tops of her stockings.Her breathing grew faster, and despite every nerve in her body suddenly being on high alert, her body and mind. ”Alice bent down to pick up the laptop from the sofa, keeping her legs straight. She took her time about it, then stood up and held the open laptop in front of us. She selected the tab with Maps on it. “Oooh, that looks nice. Those separate houses, with the long curvy drives and all hedges and bushes. So teen biker girls could visit the headmaster and nobody would realise what he was doing to their innocent young bodies.”“More like he’d have a chance of keeping his job while bad biker girls.