“Should I call Carmen and tell her that I’ll be home late?”“Bailey and I are going out to dinner,” Jennifer corrected him. “Your wife is g...ing to be here in twenty minutes so the two of you can have dinner at your Mother’s.”“Oh,” Arthur said. “Well the two of you have fun then.”“You too,” Jennifer said as she closed the door, leaving Mr. Carlson to what she knew was probably the most fun he was going to have this evening. Dinner with the senior Mrs. Carlson these days was rarely enjoyable for. She wanted Jeff to eat my anal cream pie filling.Betsy turned to me. She took my hand and crawled to the couch. Betsy lay on her back with one foot on the coffee table and one on the floor. Her pussy lips were wide open and a large dollop of cum filled the void. She pulled me closer then guided my head between her open snatch lips. The aroma was strong. The smell of his second load of pungent, sticky white cum mixed with her sweet pussy juice filled my nostrils. I was apprehensive. Sometimes I. “Hi chitti any help (and as soon as I said this I spilt the water all over her sweet ass) oh shit sorry chitti here let me clean it for you”.I reached down and started rubbing her ass cheeks vigorously to give the effect that I am cleaning only to momentarily slow right down to rub by pulling all the flesh up or down with tiny, tiny pinches.Then I moved over to her pussy and using the tip of my index finger I traced the outline of her vagina and then blew cool air on it to dry her. I watched as. The bright red on them now would not do! I cleaned them andapplied a pale rose that I hoped wouldn't offend. I just couldn't bringmyself to not having any color at all.That task completed, I put on a slip and added the blouse. I chose apair of nude pantyhose and then stepped into my skirt. Finally, Iselected a pair of red flats that would allow me to work quickly and beeasy on my feet. After slipping them on and standing, I realized howlong it had been since I had NOT worn heels. I missed.