She wanted to know about Helen and me. What we did, when we did it. What should I tell her? I heaved a big sigh and hauled my ass to bed without comin... up with any answers.Saturday morning I jacked off to Ellie's fortuitous nude show. As I stroked my hard cock and watched her dry off, I remembered how firm her breast felt as my hand encircled it. As shocked as I was last night, I wanted it to happen again.True to her word, Ellie pestered me all day on Saturday about how far and how fast Helen. "Hello, Mr. Harris. Remember me?" said Laurie. She winked teasingly at the fat, little, baldheaded man who had fucked her only three weeks ago."I'll never forget you, you sweet little thing," said Jim. "Come on in.Jodie is in her room." As she entered, he noticed her panties, which were still in her bands. "What is that in your hand?" he asked."Oh, these are my panties. I didn't have time to put them on," she laughed, teasingly. She then stepped into them and pulled them up to her waist as Jim. It’s a size or two too small and it's thin. I redden as I see myself in the mirror. The nipples, of course, are darts and very prominent. What is really cringeworthy is my areolas. They are so evident, too evident. Fuck! Dexter has not seen this outfit yet and I’m humiliated.Slowly I walk to the family room. Mom looks at me and smiles. Dexter looks at me and literally does a take. He tries to grin but the fact that his jaw is on his chest makes that very difficult. Mom tells me to get. Jacquí, unsurprisingly, led the firm in signing FSBOs. She also bagged more than a fair share of the sweet multi-million dollar estate listings. The busywork made the morning pass quickly, and Denise's stomach reminded her that she'd skipped breakfast. She tidied her desk, signed off her computer, and retrieved her purse from the bottom desk drawer, intending to grab a soup-and-salad special in the building's basement cafeteria. "You look nice today," a dulcet voice called from the doorway.