Well built, she had probably been quite athletic in her past but now, being in her late thirties, maybe forties, she was softening deliciously. He han...led her as if it were foreplay to a session of sweet lovemaking. With the backs of his fingers he caressed her smooth cheek and full soft lips causing her to look up. Their eyes met, his slightly indicating anxious anticipation, hers, definitely fear. In a similar, gentle way he ran the back of his fingers along the inside of her raised upper. Then I would watch quietly as she'd climbthe stairs and get a full view up her skirt! On the day she woredresses it was even more fun because they were usually a bit looseraround the knees and once she started up the stairs I could really geta good view!It became almost a hobby looking up Madge's skirts and dresses. I lovedthe way her garters held her nylons tight way up on her thighs andmarveled at the shiny satin panties she often wore, the tight pantygirdles and the different colored lace. “Ooooh,” Erin shrieked suddenly as a new song came on. “I love this song! Let’s go dance.” “Sure,” Serena agreed, pushing her chair out before looking back at us. “Are you guys going to come?” “I will,” Dan piped in promptly as he finished the rest of his beer. I remained in my seat. “Damon?” Erin asked. “You coming?” I shook my head. “You guys go ahead,” I said with a brush of my hand. “I don’t dance.” Dan and Erin turned to walk away, but Serena hesitated slightly. “Actually…” she. She flipped her long gold and red pack of More 120s at me and I took one of the cigarettes from it. She gave me a light and I dragged furiously on the cigarette. When I finished, she pulled a new pack of More 120s from the cigarette rack behind the counter and handed it to me. Then she told me how to "pack" the cigarettes before I opened the pack.She took the long hands in her beautiful hands, with their long, oval-tipped red nails and rings glittering on every finger (including her thumbs) and.