Her brown hair flowed down her shoulders, her face was nicely done up with makeup. I looked at her feet to see the most gorgeous heels I had ever seen... following up her bare bronzed legs and saw that she also wore a very short skirt. Her tits were almost exploding out of the bikini top that she was wearing."Hey, Polly! Can I come in?" she asked."Of course!" I said. We leaned in and kissed eachother passionately on the lips before I took her hand and led her into my living room. We both sat on. There was an abandoned garage where the papers were delivered. There were about six newspaper men who came there to pick them up in their cars. It wasn't too far from the house so I could here them coming by the sound of the cars. I always spread a lot of papers inside the house, just behind the front door. I would leave the front door slightly ajar. Naked, I would pump in the papers and fantasize about being caught by the newspaper man who would then hump me. That never happened, but one time. I slowly touched her knees, she told “Hmmm”, seeing some where down on her notes. I took my hands and kept quiet and again slowly caressed her knees and raised to her thighs. She caught my hand.I took my right hand and pressed her left breast, while reading her notes she just gave a small moan “SShhh” “Mmmm”, I held her hand made her to get up and pulled her near me and made her sit on my lap, her book fell which we dint even bother, As soon as she sat, I turned her head, WOW what a smell,. ‘Hey, good morning’, she responds. She was rinsing her body when the shower curtain was being move. Then a tall, sexy and athletic body comes in the shower. She feels his arms goes around her waist. He starts kissing her neck. She turns around and wraps her arms around his neck. ‘Is breakfast done?’ she asks. ‘Yes, it is, but I need to work up an appetite,’ he says before kissing her. He pushed her against the wall. His finger probing her insides. Her muscles clench and squeeze. Fuck, she.