He seemed a nice, old guy but the way he always looked at her sometimes made her skin crawl. Still, with her daughters Lisa and Clara at school this w...s the only time of day she had to herself. The old man grinned at her, dropping his horny eyes to her chest and discreetly sliding his hand into his pocket. Even from across the yard, Jenny couldn't fail to notice an enormous, semi-hard bulge pushing through his cotton pants.'Hi there Missy, catching some sun?' Though she didn't find him in any. And she is very pretty…she is my beauty and i gaze down at her now, with my hand on my mound, lightly pressing and bringing myself into a sleepy state of desire. i stand there in the soft, yellow glow of the nightlight, squeezing and rubbing, letting myself into that special place i know and love so well, secretly hoping for a new sensation sometimes, dreaming of that as yet unfamiliar feeling that comes from fantasy. i look down, and with my other hand, pull the waistband away to look at. If they wanted to duel me for food when I was running an energy deficit, they were going to be up against some stiff competition. Mom smiled and went back in the kitchen to see what else she could find in the fridge. I guessed that having food you just cooked snatched off the platter as soon as it hit the table must be one of the more gratifying things about being domestic."What tipped you off in the restaurant?" Bud asked. "You shot out of there before we knew something was up." I heard two. This morning, when Jerry walked up to her desk, Hilda got up and stepped away from it, giving him a good view of her whole figure. In three inch heels, she's about five-five and looks all legs. Well, not all legs. The rest of her certainly gets noticed as well. Jerry was trying not to look too obvious while looking. Although he wasn't looking at me I could see what he was thinking. This is what Jerry was thinking. Apparently he'd been thoroughly enjoying the upper view before she got.