Hell, I just turned old enough to get control of my trust last year.”“It’s getting chilly.”He put her arm around her.Gloria looked up at him. ...��Thank you for today: The spa and shopping,” she squeezed him “the restaurant, everything was wonderful.”“You’re welcome. We can do it as often as you like. I have plenty of room here. You can move in if you want to. I’d like it if you did.”She laid her head on his shoulder. “You don’t need me here cramping your style.”“What style? Oh, I could make a. I had kept it well hidden, then found it and walked out here to try it on. As the cotton dress slipped over my head and caressed my skin, I shivered, even in the heat. As it settled on my shoulders and the buttons drew it tight around me I felt exhilaration like no other in my life. My short legs stuck out from under the hem, not at all feminine, yet to me I was beautiful. No bra, no panties, no nylons, no makeup, just the dress and my ugly shoes, but for that brief moment in time, I became. She was like a mixture of horny devil and innocent pixie, wise with age, young with excitement. He could never get enough of this.Just as he was climbing out of his trousers though, Maria's innocent side took some time out. With another big grin back at him, she lay down quickly on the grass, her legs bent, and her ankles well apart. As he watched, she started to stroke herself, starting with her breasts, squeezing and sliding around and over her nipples, oblivious of the possibility of being. A small smile played across her lips. She tilted her face up.I bent and kissed her, my hands sliding down over her leather jacket to cup her scrumptious little panty-covered ass. She tasted of mint toothpaste. Her small tongue teased. I held two of the sexiest little buttocks in my palms, and just like that, I was horny again, desire and loose morals rushing through me. Tongues teased sensually. I had a vision of lifting her, of Rachael wrapping her legs around my waist, and me carrying her off.