I called into the bedroom. "Martha? The water warmed up." It was freezing."I walked to the bedroom door and said patiently, "Listen, if you'll just tr... it. It's warmed up a little."She looked at me, glaring, putting her bra on. "Oh, it's too late." Come on, you can't meet Howard like this tonight. Hurry before the warm water's used up." Oh, all right." She stomped into the kitchen and stuck her hand inside the shower. "Well... at least it's not like ice."She had her shower and dressed quickly. More, perhaps, than Barbara could give."Has John told you about my move?" Yes, Mistress Cheryl. He told me what you planned to do, but he didn't give me any details or elaborate any further." Oh." Cheryl sounded disappointed. She wanted to tell Barbara herself just so she could see the expression on her face. "Well, in that case, I'll be there for lunch today at around 12:30. Don't make anything to eat, I'll bring it with me. You just get yourself ready, a robe will be fine, and we'll discuss. She babysitted me when I was a k** I would be watching her take showers while looking through her window,hiding in her closet while she would undress and she caught me everytime and never said a word to my parents and still offer to babysitt after that.Thats why I always had love for her.Anyways later after we talked she invited me iinside her house it still looked the same I was reminiscing the memories I had there she asked I was hungry and I said starving! she cooked up a bomb chicken pot. Then, she languidly bent over at the waist while dragging her shorts and panties down her thighs, revealing her naked ass to me inch-by-inch until the clothing was at her knees. There she paused for a few seconds, glancing around at me with a smirk to make sure I was properly ogling her world-class ass, and she gave it a few extra wiggles. And finally, she continued bending all the way over at the waist, dragging down her shorts and panties to the floor before stepping out of them and turning.