She held back a gasp, the heat from his hand nearly stung against her poor frozen ankle but sent a quiver aimed directly between her legs. He slipped ...he damp heel off then brought his full right hand against the sole of her foot. The deep freeze was obvious and the wet stocking hindered his efforts. He looked to her face, she was focused on his hands, then stated, ‘We’ll have to remove the stockings, they’re soaked.’ Her eyes quickly looked into his. Oh, she wasn’t stupid and knew exactly why. I put my arm across her shoulders to pull her in closer. My hand accidentally rubbed against her very hard nipple.I started to apologize when she stopped me and told me that I was more than welcome to play with them. My right hand just went right for them. My brain hesitated but my hand definitely was ready. I finally got to do what I always wanted to do. As I grabbed a nice handful of her breasts, I got really turned on. I wasn't going to steal a kiss until she grabbed my tank top and pulled. 2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. ——————————————– Sunday morning dawned, another fine, warm day. Marcie,. . carry on...I'll... I'll head back upstairs for a while." And with that she turned - not fully realising that her ass was bared to their view and made her way back towards the stairs. There was an indescribable silence in the room behind her for some moments but just as she mounted the stairs, she thought she heard her daughter saying to Darren something like 'don't worry' and 'she's cool'Upstairs sat on her own bed, Barabara could not get the image of her daughter and Darren out of her head.