” The first few Saturdays I went over to spend the afternoon with Frank, in his double-wide on the west side of town, the only fem thing I wore was ... discreet pair of dark women’s panties. The kind that, from even a short distance, could have been mistaken for a men’s Calvin Klein bikini brief. No lace, in other words. Nothing pastel or flower-patterned or too obviously girly.Upon my arrival, and very much still fully dressed, Frank and I would sit out on the minimal little wooden deck behind. “Come on Cathy, let me have a quick feel, you have a great body”. She was mumbling something but making no real effort to stop me and I soon had a hand inside her robe on to her tit and tweaking the nipple which was rapidly hardening. She was moaning now and no longer resisting as I undid the robe completely and toyed with her tits with one hand as the other went for her pussy. Oh fuck, she had a lovely bit of pussy fluff that I stroked and played with gradually getting lower until she. I do not want to sitwith them in nightie. I felt MIL is better than both of them and wentinto the kitchen to help her in the dinner. But Ramya and Priya did notleave me, they followed me to the kitchen."Can I help you in getting dinner ready, I do not want to sit in thehall wearing nightie" I asked MIL."Ofcourse. I'm always looking for a helping hand. I've two girls, bothof them does not even do their dishes. Can you clean these plates andarrange them in dining table?"I started cleaning them.. ‘I’m sorry ma’am I was really just surprised to see a lady driving one of these big trucks.’ I said, ‘To answer your question, Cambridge Massachusetts.’ She looked at me and smiled, ‘Honey you are going the wrong way this is west, Cambridge is east.’ She started braking to let me out. ‘No don’t stop ma’am I don’t have to be there till September.’ I told her about my drive to leave my parents town and get out into the world and how this was my first summer of freedom, EVER!. ‘Well then young.