Bare from just above the knee, sleeveless, with the back cutaway. Hebert never made Audrey Hepburn look this stunning. You carry yourself with the jus... the right balance of confidence and coyness. You are that rarest of rare things these days, a perfect lady. Without even trying, you own the room. An incredible achievement for one so young, yet you seem not to notice. Your eyes lock with mine and walk directly towards me, paying no attention to the other eyes following your every step. I stand. "Get my front then I'll do you" my wife said as she turned over to reveal her perfect breasts and smooth, shaven pussy. I drizzled oil over her chest and the combination its chill and my warm hands made her nipples grow long and hard. I slowly worked my way past her bellybutton down to her hips. As I touched her thighs, she opened her legs wide and brought her knees up to her chest. Her pussy was wet and spread open with excitement. I took another quick look at the window and saw our neighbor. I was home alone and knew I would be alone all day (parents at work) .I put on my mom's black padded bra (a b-cup), tight jeans and a blouse. I ordered pizza to be delivered and put a 20$ bill in my bra. The door bell rang and I answered it. The pizza man was I guess in his late 30's-40's and was decent looking.I was so nervous and I didn't know how he would react or what to expect.I opened the door and took the pizza inside, I came back and started to undo a few of my top buttons and I took. It was faint, but I definitely heard soft, gasping sobs. I took a few steps down the path towards the sound. “Hello?” I called, softly. The sobbing continued and I followed the sound until I saw a figure kneeling by a grave. Should I see if they were okay? I mean sure, someone crying over a grave in a cemetery wasn’t exactly unheard of, but, in the middle of the night? What if they were planning to hurt themselves or something? I crept closer. “Hello? Are you okay?” The figure tensed, startled.