"i don't need that she said, you do. I need you to apply it for me" She then laid down on the sun bed and said "start with my hands and work your way ...rom there" I took the top from the bottle and squeezed cream onto my hands. She lifted her right arm and I started rubbing the cream down her arm all the time looking at her pert breasts and pink erect nipples. When I reached her shoulder she put her right arm down and lifted her left and I repeated creaming that arm. "OK" she said "you know. "Ron."He froze, and then turned on his heel. "Christine, I can explain." You don't have to. Come sit down." I'm sorry," Ron mumbled as he moved back in front of the couch."Sit down, Ron." Christine moved the larger box out of her lap, which let the light fall on the rhinestone cat eyes. As Christine had planned, Ron glanced at her breasts because of the flash, which surely let him see her hard nipples pressing against the material.Christine pulled out a pair of red, lacy panties. "I loved. She had drama in her life, a husband that divorced her to run off with a woman from his job and a second husband that loved playing the stock market and running them into debt. But she left it outside of the workplace and I admired her for that.She dressed to a standard that she set, that is never bare legs, always hose, and never pants. Her skirts and dresses were above the knee but never shorter, legs always crossed to protect her modesty, and never high heels, but generally a low heal of. She screamed and I grunted, completely forgetting where we were, or who we're supposed to be. When we finally stopped convulsing she collapsed on top of me and gave me a kiss.I got on top of her and spread her long legs wide and up towards her shoulders. With one hand supporting my weight, I used the other to guide my cock into her wet cunt. "Finally," is all I could think. I had to start slow, as she really was quite tight. She moved her hands to my ass to facilitate the grinding motion. I.