A tall woman stepped on to the sail boat. Dale could just make out the lines of her face and estimated she was probably somewhere around 30 years old.... She was what many would consider attractive, tall and slender with nice curves, a tight ass, if the way her uniform fit was any indication and a pleasingly large set of tits.“Well, what have we here, someone trying to sneak in late? Carrying something you shouldn’t?” she queried Dale. Then, without waiting for a reply, she ordered “Check below. In a few minutes, I heard the shower turn off. A few minutes later, she was dressed in jeans, a checkered shirt, and boots, and she entered the kitchen.She was surprised to see me."What's wrong, Chris? Why are you home?" Now that the girls are out of the house, I decided I need to confront you about the extra sex you're having."She was still a beautiful woman. She was 36, but had the firm body of somebody who has a physical job. She still had those large breasts, 38D I had learned. I looked at. Surprised, I yelled, “Hey, what are you doing!” I guess my reaction was a bit harsh, because she ran off and started crying. I felt so bad that I had hurt my baby girl’s feeling, so I went to console her. She was sitting down with her head between her knees. I told her that I was sorry for yelling at her, but was surprised to see her standing there.She apologized and told me that when she was at her sleep-over with the girls from her volleyball team, they were talking about boys, sex, and. Lured into a sense of security I even unzipped mysweatshirt and pried it open. Exposing myself to the sun rays even moredirectly, I all but let it slide off my shoulders completely.Suddenly, I heard the sound of doors being opened from my left side.Waking abruptly from my dreamlike state, all I could do was to wrap mysweatshirt around me before my neighbor, Mrs. Jones walked on her ownbalcony."Charlie," she said, practically leaning over her fence, "Nice to seeyou." Likewise, Mrs. Jones," I.