He was dressed in jeans and a tight smart shirt. He looked like he worked out and as Kate watched him at the bar she noticed he had a good shaped ass....As he walked back towards her she could make out the shape of a firm bulge in the front of his trousers. They started chatting and soon they were talking as though they had been friends for years. The lust in the air was obvious, Kate could feel her pussy get wetter. Michael was 27 and in town on a company business trip. He was a tremendous flirt. I was sopping wet by nowMy daughter Elizabeth turned at one point in thru movie and said she’d done a scene with a real woman and so fast forwarded it to the scene and so she sat back on the settee with me and settled in to watch it now I have never had feelings for my son/ daughter and never thought this would happen so as the scene continued I was transfixed and in my own world when I turned again to see my daughter had taken off her dress which she had just put on and was now rubbing her. Kyle’s mother Sarah was a conniving broad who took his father William to the cleaners. Kyle’s father ended up moving from Boston to Montreal. I didn’t blame the guy. Kyle hasn’t spoken to his mother in years and he likes it that way. He and his father talk on the phone often. Kyle doesn’t trust members of the weaker sex, though he makes an exception for me. I can’t really blame Kyle for not trusting women. I don’t trust women either. I’ve got only male friends, for a reason. Male friends won’t. The bed had a simple white sheet on, clean and crisp straight out of the packet. At the end of the bed was Elizabeth. Oh Elizabeth. Her hair glistening from her shower and still damp, dark blonde short ringlets cascading down onto her face which was flushed red, her pretty pink mouth slightly open in an exhale of breath, her soft pretty eyes on James as he stood dumbfounded, transfixed on her from the doorway. She was wearing the black lacy corset that she reserved for special occasions. James.