Heather made her way across the bathroom floor, leaving drops of water on every tile that she stepped on. She walked into the living room and felt a n...ice change of texture under her feet. The black and white bathroom tiles had been cold, while the plush carpet in the living room was warm. The 23 year old house-wife didn’t bother with the peephole, instead she flipped the deadbolt and pulled open the door. “Good morning!” came the greeting from the male caller.“Richard, I thought that was you,”. I knew too from previous experience with another girl friend who'd done this for me before, she could likewise include removing her bra along with the shirt, and effectively "flash" me, just as Carol, my ex-girlfriend had frequently done for me. With mom's face showing a bit of color, she reached down, her hands easily bringing up both the hem of her blouse, along with the cups of her bra, exposing her exquisitely molded breasts.It wasn't the first time I had ever seen them, but certainly not. "Hello." "Hi Honey, how are you?" (It's funny how he knows when I need him to call me-that connection is there despite the distance.) "I have a bad headache, but nothing I can't cope with", not wanting to sound whiny. (I hate whiny women!) "I read an article that said sex was a good cure for a headache." "Oh, really, and just how do you plan to have sex with me when you're there and I'm here?" "Honestly. Darling, you can be so naive. Haven't you ever heard of phone sex?" "Really, Jack, I. Todd was gone from his usual seat at the kitchen table, and her mother was conspicuously absent as well. The house was silent as a crypt ... and Emily, skipping naked to the kitchen, didn't notice at all. The only thing she noticed missing was Jack, which disappointed her. Though Jack rarely joined the family for breakfast, she'd been desperately hoping that he might be there this morning. That way, she could suck his dick while he sat at the table ... or maybe he'd even take her upstairs and.