I had a ball, feeling all bras and panties. I was gettinghorny just looking. I picked out a couple bra and panty sets, a shortdenim skirt and a ligh... blue collared t shirt and headed for the dressingroom. It felt so neat to stand their in just bra and panties, adoringmyself in the mirror. Then when I put on the skirt and t, I thought tomyself, Karla you are really hot. I paid for my purchases and headed downtoward the food court.I spotted Arnie with Don who had his back to me. I came up. My war was more recent.”“Maybe you knew each other in Washington. Mr. Wilcox used to work there.”Confused, I asked, “Where in Washington, the only time I was there was to visit my ex-wife, in Seattle. That was a long time ago.”“Not Washington state, Washington DC. Mr. Wilcox worked for the justice department.”“Well, that pretty much chinches it. The closest I’ve been to DC was Fort Bragg. And to tell you the truth, even that was probably too close.”“What did you do after the army?” She. I couldnt help staring at her open creamy white blouse, which her huge breasts seemed to spill out. I swallowed. She caught me looking at her chest and a smile twitched at her perfect red mouth. She had golden blonde hair in curls to her shoulders wearing a black knee length skirt showing off her sexy, slender figure. Sylvia put her hands on the table and stood up and came round leaning over so her face was close to mine."Come with me, Jess," she said in a Southern growl. She was from Southern. He started to jot down, ‘begins with nipples’, but it was coming out shakily. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. The pulse and throb between his legs was more severe now. One of her hands drifted down from her breast, over her stomach and between her legs which spread further apart. Her fingers gently stroked the cleft. “Mmm…then I just pet myself a little. Feeling myself getting wetter… mmm…feeling my nipples ache…feeling my, clit start to throb…” Her hand went smoothly up and down, petting.