The bottom ended about a couple of inches above my knees. I also picked a matching set of black lacey thongs and a black strapless bra.Heather got out...of the shower wearing nothing but a white bra and panties. She had a gourgous blooming body. "Your turn s*s” she said with a smirk, completely indifferent to her nakedness. Growing in the same household we were used to walking without clothes around eachother.I went inside to take my shower. Standing under the warm stream of water I let my mind. She ever so slowly sat up and took the pills and drank most of the water. With a dark look and a pointing finger, she had me get naked and then sit against the headboard of the bed. She sat in my arms with her head against my chest as she slowly drank the coffee.When the cup was almost empty, she lifted her head to look around the room."How much mess do I have to clean up," she asked in a low, quiet tone."I took care of it," I answered just as quietly. She let her head fall back against my. This took place in NYC about 2 years ago. At the time I was 31 years old, and visiting a friend in NYC. One day I started chatting up a match on tinder. She was 45 years old and visiting NYC for work. She told me that she was staying at a really nice hotel on the lower east side and was looking for her first random hookup after a messy divorce. Whether that was true or not I still don’t know but to be honest I didn’t really care. Around 9 pm she wrote me asking if I’d like to come to her hotel. ‘I’m not such a bad guy once you get to know me,’ continued Joey earnestly. ‘Here, Eleanor, come sit with me on the couch and let’s chat.’ He patted the couch next to him suggestively with one hand while the other hand strayed back to rummage around his groin. Eleanor watches in fascination as Joey’s bulge grew again while he seemed to be rubbing his testicles through his sweatpants. She looked uncertainly at her husband who was gazing at Joey with plain distaste. ‘I, uh,’ she said hesitantly..