She had accidently bumped into Alicia at the mailboxes in mid-afternoon and she had kissed in the French way with her tongue invading the girl’s wet...and wonderful throat. She moved her hand patting her neighbor’s nicely curved buttocks up slightly because another person had just entered from the outside. The woman’s umbrella was soaking wet and the silly cow was shedding her wetness all over them as they untangled their bodies and tried to act as innocent as possible under the compromising. I let the leather pool on the floor and simply stood before you. I watched as your eyes crawled from my encased feet, up my stocking legs, to the clasp of the garter…following the garter straps up and noticing the frame job is was doing to my immaculately bare cunt. I couldn’t help but shiver as you took in the “landing strip” that I refuse to get rid of. You could tell just how excited I was by my swollen glistening pussy lips and clit peeking out from under its protective hood. Your eyes. You smile indulgently, letting me enjoy this moment. The washing-up can wait. I push you back against the kitchen worktop. You’re happy to oblige, and lean backwards, your hands splayed out on the cool marble surface, steadying yourself against the pressure of my body. I press my lips against yours and you respond, languidly at first as if you’re just indulging my lust, then harder as you start to feel it too. I press my tongue against your teeth; you’re teasing me by keeping them closed,. I knew I shouldn't, but I placed my towel down, my hair still slightly wet but I was mostly dry anyhow, and moved towards the door to look. I got to the door and looked in, it was black, dark. I saw his car so I figured he must be home. I turned the knob and the door opened, which was a little surprising but I figured if he was home, why wouldn't the door be unlocked. Entering the garage, I walked towards the door to the inside of his home "Will?" I called to no response. I opened the door into.