Liz didn't defend herself, but Liz and I both knew that under the preppy country club clothes she was wearing sheer red panties that said "WHORE" on t...em. The other couples didn't know that Liz has a secret closet full of clothes that would make a prostitute blush.Jen said to Liz "time to get rid of the mom jeans". Before the conversation moved to other topics, everyone had offered opinions that Liz needed to "redo her hairstyle", "buy younger clothes" and "lose some inhibitions, let go". If. I moved closer, she closed her eyes and we kissed slowly. That slow deep kiss was so magical.Then my colleague smiled and slapped me gently and walked into a room. I followed her and hugged her from the back. I kissed her neck and shoulders. That was enough to light her on fire. She started breathing heavily. I turned her around and kissed her neck and chest admiring her body. That milky white, smooth and beautiful body of hers was a treat to watch. She just made me go crazy.I kissed her lips.. “Are you still there?”“Yes,” I hastily said, sound rather uneven.“Ronnie’s dad will pick him up tomorrow at around nine. I’m expecting you around ten.”“Very well.”“And Tommy . . . I also invited a girlfriend . . .”Before I could reply, Charlene had closed the connection, leaving me with a tremendous hard-on that I desperately tried to hide by crossing my legs.The rest of that Friday seemed to last forever. I was so excited about what was going to happen the next day that I really couldn’t focus. She was worried he would want to ask her out, or start stalking her so she had to display a coldness, but she did like him, he had a cheeky smile, a good sense of humour and a warm personality.Terry asked Grace to turn over, which she did, displaying her firm breasts and hourglass figure. He smiled when he looked into her eyes."Do you mind if I take these off?" Terry asked as he pointed towards her knickers and she smiled at him. Most punters would have ripped them off but he was asking for.