Then I heard him leave. A few minutes later I heard my stepdaughter yell, “Rick!" She has always called me by my first name since I married her mom....She must have seen my briefcase. She came back up the stairs and yelled for me again. I shouted that I was in the bedroom. She walked in wearing just a sheer robe! I could see her big tits rise and fall with each breath. I was sitting on the bed trying to hide my hard cock, which was protruding enough that I could not stand up!"How long have you. She looked lovely, as always, but tonight her smile was dazzling. He returned the smile and gave her a hug. She returned it. This was new territory for both of them. They dined and had a conversation concerning both of their days. Sylvia didn't mention the waxing or the lingerie purchases. But she was wearing a new see-through bra and a thong tonight. And she had put on her most expensive perfume. John could smell it, and it did its work. It made him notice how wonderful she was, in so many. I'm making you uncomfortable. Be back in a second."He trounced past her into the living room, whistling tunelessly to himself. "There's a bottle of booze under the swing. Some ice there, too. Make yourself a drink and get comfortable."She immediately took his advice and retrieved the half-empty bottle of Scotch carefully set by a fresh tumbler and a bucket of ice, setting the bottle on a table to the side of the swing. She hurriedly plopped two ice cubes in the glass and poured herself a double. I asked her to untie the saree from her petticoat.She did it without a word her saree had a charming smell I took the saree and threw it in the front seat by that my sex goddess was sitting infront of me with only a thin tight sleeveless blouse with a huge busty bulge and her petticoat in her lower abdomen exposing her big navel. My mouth was watering I placed my two big rough palms on madam’s huge softy boobies over her low sleeveless blouse.Madam gasped ‘sshssssss I started pressing madam’s.