She removed that by extending her hands and put it down…I could see her side boobs this time….my pole was at its peak inside towel…she took her ...louse and wore it back without bra…she gave me the bra to put it inside the bucket…But then also she was convincing me to go out for one minute… But I was hesitant… She asked me to get the old clothes bucket which was that side….I asked her why?…she didn’t say anything…I just brought it and gave her…now she pulled out some clothes…and took some piece. She has shorter length, silver hair. She wears a black and white dress that hugs her large breasts, wide hips, and her fat ass. Her large legs are wrapped in panty hose as she stands before me with heels on. What a woman!-I’m flattered you think so Nancy!I tell her taking a sip of my wine with a chuckle.We talk for a few minutes as we discuss what we think is going to happen. The one thing I’ve talked about with everyone I’ve met thus far is who this “K” person is. The stranger who invited. Last month, my divorce became final and Jill said that we should go out and celebrate. She said, “Girl, you are single again and need to start getting out and meeting some guys”. And knew that Jill sometimes played around on her husband and so I thought to myself that not only did she think I should get out but that she wanted to go out and have some fun too. I had decided to dress more sexy than I had in a long time since I really hadn’t “been in the market” for a number. "Vicky?" came an unfamiliar voice.Vic was startled. No one but NO ONE called her "Vicky". Her parents had named her "Victoria" and the relatives who actually still spoke to her used that name, but this wasn't one of them."Who is this?"There was a pause. Then, "Vicky, its Nora."Vic was so surprised she almost dropped the phone. Of all the people that she thought might call, Nora was the very last one. After all, she had said she never would.The voice was unfamiliar because Vic had only spoken to.