It had been a long time since Erin had taken her breasts in her hands without doing a check for lumps, and brushing the tips of her thumbs across her ...ipples made her bite her lip without thinking about it. Watching herself in the mirror, she cradled her breasts in her left arm taking the nipple of her right between her finger and thumb, and slowly trailed her right hand down her torso, the tips of her fingers lightly grazing over her stomach. As she moved slowly the tip of one of her fingers. Now he's going to make this easy for her, but she would not do the same for him.Sitting back deeply into the sofa Trudy said, "Your wife was one luck woman Jason. I'd love to have a husband who'd massage my feet for me," then she hooked him deeper adding, "but then he would have to have no sense of scent as my feet get awfully sweaty after working all day." Trudy laughed to herself as she saw the old fools cock stir at that last remark."Well Miss Trudy, to be sure some women's feet might give. His eyes met hers in the rear view mirror as she gave him her address destination, he drove off sending her back deep into the leather seats.She pretended to text on her phone rather than risk a conversation at the same time she could see the drivers face across from her reflected clearly in the front passenger side window.He looked around forty and she could see his wedding ring, his build was exceptionally swarthy he was dark skinned.She sensed his interest in her even though they had not. "You just saw me in these!" I complained. I had changed back into the comfort of sweats and t-shirt, and had no intention of going through the whole process again."Just a little? C'mon baby..." Trish puckered her lips in a quick blown kiss to me. "For me?" Oh, I totally want to see that dress again." Julie joined in, grabbing Courtney's hand before she could depart. "And YOU, are going to see this."Courtney seemed almost about to object, when she seemed to think better of it, and instead gave a.