She sat down beside me on the couch and said it would be a little while because Ellie got off work late and was still in the shower. No problem. Mom a...d i started shooting the breeze. She asked where I worked, how we met, etc, etc. AS we chatted I noticed her leaning in closer as we talked but I really didn't know what was going on. Ellie was 18 years old, I was 24, and her Mom didn't look to be much more than early 30s. Shortly Ellie came in all clean with that fresh washed hair smell. She was. She then question why i was suddenly calm and that i was less naughty compared to that of the first half. Hearing this i kept my can on the holder cup, wiped my wet hands on my pant caught her head and lip locked her with such vigour and passion. She too responded with the same. I wanted to explore her even more this time so i started moving down from kissing her neck to a little above her cleavage. All the while i was kissing her i hadn’t touched her boobs, so when i moved my hand from her hip. She came and sat at the dressing table in the bridal suite and her friend and maid of honour Catherine came over and did her make-up for her and when she was happy with Catherine’s work she turned her attention to her attire, first she put on the white satin Basque which pushed up her 40dd breasts and was cut to ensure that her nipples were on display, next she slowly slid up her long graceful legs white silk stockings which she attached to the suspenders hanging down from the Basque, this. “Son of a BITCH!” I thought to myself. “Oh man, I don’t care.” I said out loud. “You pick something." It was then that I noticed the little flashing light on my phone. I had received a text. I figured oh it must be Felicia. As I picked up the phone and checked it, that burning sensation filled my body yet again. It was from Amelia! The text read, “Hi Andrew. Are you busy? Sleeping?” I quickly wrote her back and sent the message. It had been there for seven minutes before I noticed. A minute.