.." Are you talking to me?" Her elegantly made-up face turned on him withsour contempt. It was so abrupt, he wanted to confront her with herrudeness."...I asked you a question," she said. "Don't be so ignorant as to not giveme a polite answer. I said, are you talking to me?"Her face, in spite of her sixty-five years, was pleasantly full andendearing, with its second chin, prominent nose and beautiful eyes. Theset of her lips and the lift of her nose compelled Simon to cooperate."Well, yes,. “Why not?” she said, with a smile, then started getting ready.She closed the curtains, switched off the TV, closed the main door of the flat. She then went to the kitchen, probably to drink a glass of water. I noticed that it was awfully hot in the flat, and I was already sweating all over my body.I was still having a hard time believing all this was real. As she was gone, my cock was making a tent in my shorts, and I took it off along with my underwear. I sat comfortably in the middle of the. His eyes lingered on the trim form of the hostess as she walked away; she and the waitresses wore short wrap dresses in an island print, and low sandals. He turned back to see his wife watching him with amusement, and blushed.“I’m pretty sure I have a dress like that somewhere,” she teased.“Good to know.”“So, what’s the plan for today?” she asked.Steve shrugged. When they arrived for their ‘expedition’ in Maltesano, Brenda had laid down just about the only rule for the trip - Weekends were not. Her figure is good enough that folks will look. It is a little blatant.”Belinda grinned. “Wait until she gets it wet!”“Why?”“You’ll find out.”I sat back. It wasn’t difficult to look out over the width of the pool and see her lying on the chaise with her legs spread. I noticed when she stood though was no longer actively looking. She walked to the shallow end and stepped into the water. Most of her suit vanished! The only things left were the strings holding it together. The rest of it allowed.