I swallowed hard, and apply the cream to your shoulders and your upper chest. Your breasts move slightly as I rubbed around them, long dark nipples gr...dually coming erect. I do your stomach and hips, and you roll your legs slightly apart so I can get at your inner thighs. As I worked my way down to your knees and calves, I noticed that the soft hair between your legs is starting to get matted and moist. Mixed with the smell of the lotion was just a hint of the scent of woman.I decide I've. He would pat my ass when he passed by, or I would flash him my tits when he was talking on the phone. I sucked his cock every night before I left for the day. Of course, we did these things when we were alone. After all, we had boundaries, but what good are they if they’re not pushed? The first time we pushed the boundaries was at Mrs. Higgins’ funeral. Good ol’ Mrs. Higgins lived to the ripe old age of 95. Although she was widowed, she had a very large family. Kyle said her service brought “a. At night the following evening, Thad’s phone rang. The caller ID indicated it was Myra Clemens who was calling. Thad had known Myra for many years and knew she was three years older than him and a widow. Her husband had died in a scuba diving accident four years ago. She was a nice person who while somewhat young had a responsible position as an elementary school principal. Her father was a county commissioner which caused Thad to think may have helped her in securing that position.What struck. ..yes I am.Tyler: I'll walk you home.No...No there's no need.Tyler: Tell you what...i'll call you a cab.And he did. I was glad in many ways as I hated walking home. He was quite quiet in the cab. I guess the bravado was for his mates. And he did as he said. He dropped me to my door. As I left the cab he jumped out as well and paid the driver.What...what you doing?Tyler: Thought I'd come in for a coffee.I tried to tell him I was a married woman, my husband would be home but he had none of it.We.