Or so I thought. As I turned around to grab my “thanks for volunteering” gift, I felt a hand lightly graze my side. “So, you doing something lat...r? I would love to take you out for dinner. Something better than the burgers at the turn?”I laughed at that and we made plans to meet later at a pub that turned out to be a favorite place for us both.Dinner was good, conversation even better. Sparks were flying. It was turning out to be a great date. After paying the waitress, I excused myself to use. Lekha aunty was aroused by the play, rena continued with her work and removed the blouse. Lekha aunty was standing with a black bra and petticoat. Rena aunty called for me, i started kissing the back of lekha aunty and unhooked her brassiere.Rena aunty slides her both hand inside the cups of the loosened brassiere, and gently massaging her boobs. Lekha aunty also was playing with rena auntie’s nipples. I raised lekha aunt’s petticoat exposing her buttocks. She was wearing a cream color panty. In any case I looked into Dave's eyes as he pumped the keg for me and I poured myself another beverage. That was the moment I knew I saw something in Dave I had never noticed before. A sparkle, a look in his eyes that seemed to suck me in."Hello Dave," I said, with an innocent smile. "Where have you been lately?" he questioned me, "I haven't seen you around for a while." "Oh, you know me here, and there." I replied, as I walked over and sat down on the porch step. Dave immediately. To say that he got the shock of his life when he looked up and saw Missy walking towards him wouldn’t be true... that particular ship had sailed about a year beforehand... but it certainly was a shock. She was dressed in a tight white leather micro-mini skirt with more open slashes than skirt, was obviously without underwear, her fishnet stockings had holes in them, she had white-leather ‘fuck-me’ boots on her feet, and her breasts – which now appeared huge and fake – were crammed into a tiny.