She was always up for a good, long, old-fashioned necking session, though, and we frequently occupied our time that way, ending when we were both red-...aced and raring to go. That's when she'd call a stop to the festivities, and we'd usually call it a night.It was frustrating, but I told myself it was a good thing. She was a good girl, and wanted to do things the right way. It wasn't a whole lot of fun for me, but that body was going to be one hell of a reward once she decided to give it up. I. I watched as she slowly complied. I kicked my loafers off, stripped to my boxer briefs and laid beside her. I placed my hand on the small of her back and began slow, deliberate strokes up and down her torso. About the fifth time down, I massaged down her ass to her thigh. Pulling back up, I slid my hand beneath the polo shirt to her bare skin. She was so warm to my touch. Hitting her bra, I moved to unsnap it to allow free access to all her back and sides. I rose to my knees, moved to straddle. We're going shopping, your not warring these baggy clothes anymore. Let's go!!I don't have any money Lisa I said. I'm still on long term disability but that's about to run out. It's okay your mom took care of that. Come on, let's go. Okay let's go I said.Lisa and I shopped all day. First stop La Senza. You need a bra and panty set for every day of the week. So that's what I got. Then she says you need a supper... And she spun around and took off towards a rack grabed a fancy bra and g string. I heard. I kept the book and went in the direction of the sound and what I saw, took my breath away. Here, she was standing on the door of the kitchen, wearing only blouse and petticoat and her right hand was touching the door of the kitchen.“W………… What ?” I blurted out“Ready for some fun?’ She asked.” Uhhhhhh. Yes.” I said.She looked at me and started climbing the stairs to the room upstairs. As she was climbing the stairs, she removed her blouse and threw it down. After a couple of steps, she.