He had his hands on her waist. One hand was touching her skin where the dress was cut away.Another song, and they kept dancing. Then she felt his hand... slide from the small of her back, a little lower towards her ass. Dirty old bastard, she thought, but in a weird way she was kinda turned on. She held his neck tighter and brought her lips up to his ear. I got a bikini wax, she whispered. She wasn’t sure if he had heard her because the music was loud and he was probably a little deaf, but his. Our conversation quickly turned to our relationships or actually our lacking there. It always amazed me back then that any woman as beautiful as she would not be involved with someone. Well, I had a lot to learn. Her name was Sarah and she was rather animated when she talked. She frequently gestured with her hand. At one point in trying to make a point she placed her hand over mine, which was sitting on my leg, and then squeezed the hand as if to drive her point home. But then she didn’t remove. I chuckled to myself at the attention from this young man but thought nothing more about it. Fast forward to the night of the dinner. I was setting at table talking with Greg he is my nephews friend and the whole time Greg is stareing at my boobs I finally tell him that my eyes aren't on my chest. Greg says that he was just wondering what his cock would look like between my big tits. I just laughed and said that I bet you would but you are young enough to be my son. I then got up and walked. The fabric covering her waist to her ankles pleasured Herman's nylons body from one end with each of her movements while her skin pleasured from the other end.When Herman heard the doorbell ring, he felt her flex her feet encased in his nylon body before walking to the door. He heard the sound of a woman's voice and mentally screamed as the two girls wrapped one arms around one another and kissed. As she stepped into a pair of open toed four inch sandals, Herman felt like the shoe straps were.