She got out of bed put on her bra and panties her jeans were wrinkled as was her blouse but so what. As she was brushing her hair, she looked at Tre, ...��honey will you call me tomorrow afternoon? Yes, give me your number”. She did, “Sherry I’ll expect you back here tomorrow night at 7, we’ll get some dinner you like Italian”? She nodded yes, “make sure your dressed for a date sexy as hell, I’ll do it I think I know what you like besides my body”. They kissed three minutes they were on their way. “My ex boyfriends always said that I gave good blow jobs, suppose I was made for the job really.” I tried to justify my dirty talent. There was a knock on the door. “Come in!” Katie yelled, I was still clothed only in my tight white woolly jumper and black sheer nylon stockings with red panties, my jumper failed to mask my erect nipples that were poking out, this and the wet patch that was soaked on my panties were evidence of how worked up I was at this moment, waiting for my next customer. . The ledges were too high for her to see over, but she thought that she had a peeper and suddenly felt dirty. Judging by the state of the ground, they had been peeping on her for some time.Gradually, as she downed a cup of coffee, Gwen began to form a plan. So, he liked to watch and somehow, had access to her house so, why not trap him at his own game. Give him a show and see what happens.On her way home from work the next day, she dropped into the bank where she had a safety deposit box where. Going all the way back to Junior high I have always had plenty of attention from all guys and I always made sure that the black boyz knew that I enjoyed talking to them. A lot of them asked me out but I never accepted. But I also made sure they knew that I appreciated their friendship and attention. I was very popular and it seems that at age 39 I’m still popular. Especially with the men. I love it. The attention I mean. Anyway I had become a little bored and needed something extra to do. I.