I open the door and move aside, letting her walk in, and close the door behind me. As she turns to face me I wrap my arms around her and pull her to m..., kissing her hard and deep. Her body goes limp as she returns the kiss, moaning in the process. I push her up against the back of the kitchen counter, shoving my pelvis into hers, making her feel my now rock hard cock through my pants. “Take off your clothes” shes says, “Let me see how hard you are”.I pull my shirt off, followed by my pants and. Now, because I was going to be away for a couple of days, Shirley had arranged to go off to stay at her sister's place, rather than spending the weekend alone in the bungalow. Doubly fortuitous for me, because I couldn't stand the stuck-up bitch, or her insufferable Bible-punching husband either.Shirley going up there on her own for a couple of days, meant one less occasion that I'd have to put up with the buggers.No, I could nip back home and get the bloody hall painted in peace, and make as. I’ve never worn it going out, would not wear it going out with Gerd! And now I can’t. Much too sexy for a family outing. It barely allows the sheerest of panties underneath without spoiling its magic!I will have to wear a modest summer dress. I like it for immodest reasons. The almost see-through fabric and loose cut have tempted me occasionally on hot days to wear it naked underneath, among people, out on the terraces.For a date where everything could happen, it would be just the dress. A. But after 20 minutes of awkward chitchat nothing was happening. So the door cracks open and my mother takes a peek in at us to see if things are working out.Mother sees the lack of action and takes over, directing like Steven Spielberg. She commences to start undressing her friend with a running commentary to me of things like, “Steve, doesn’t Doris’ hair look nice today?” and, “Isn’t this a nice blouse?” as she removed it. “Steve, don’t her breasts look sexy in her lacy bra?” And, actually,.