I encouraged him to be really aggressive but not pushy. Finally, because of his age, I would introduce him as my old neighbor.It was on for the follow...ng Saturday! I made plans for a late lunch at a trendy bar. He was going to randomly show up.Saturday finally came. My wife looked hot in a short skirt, stockings and lacy top. He just needed to arrive.He showed up and I made the introductions. My plan was at least being attempted! We chatted and he even had her laughing at times. He would often. “Hello” you answer. “Hey Janis,I just wanted to call you and let you know how happy I am that you’re here,” I say to you. We chat brieflyand you go to sit in front of the TV. You thumb through my DVD's when the phone rings again. It’s me, “I’m coming home.” “Why”, you question me. I respond, “I want to be where you are.” I pull up into the drive and you hear the key in the door. I enter to see you standing at the top of the stairs inthe same robe. Surprised, I stop right there briefly… our eyes. " The statement was not an exaggeration. Tara's bisexual nature was well known, and her predilection for busty women had been all too obvious. "Yes. Yes I did," she agreed, a wide smile lighting her face with exuberance. "So..." she continued, turning her back to me and casting a sheepish glance at me over her shoulder. "Are you still an ass man then?" "And leg," I corrected, smiling back at her as my eyes scanned down her body as she playfully presented herself to me, arching her back in order. I really don't want to let Steph go though."The alarm clock dragged Stephanie awake after what seemed only a few minutes sleep. There was nothing in the house for breakfast and only powdered milk for her morning cup of tea. "I have to start shopping for myself again." The prospect didn't please her. Cooking for one was no pleasure. "I guess I'll lose some of the pounds that I put on. Wonder if he'll be ready if I go at the usual time? No good phoning, the bitch will answer."At 8:15 Stephanie.