Her jaw dropped.“Serafina!” she gasped at me. “What? Why are you naked?”“Hi, Kaitlyn,” I said. “Hi, Mrs. Garter.”The older woman, a ma...ture version of Kaitlyn, looked up and gasped. She clamped her gloved hands over her mouth, spilling some potting soil onto her cheek. Her green eyes almost bulged from her eyes at the sight of us.“It's okay that we're naked,” I said, my pussy growing wet. “In fact, you want to be naked right now, too. Both of you!”I smiled as my thoughts went to work. I could. Turns out Marion liked the way my thoughts were focussed and the probability of a no strings ‘arrangement’ came tentatively into being.Since then, though, for all we texted frequently, there had been no more pictures just occasional flirting because what visits I had made to the North East had concentrated around getting to re-know my kids as their Dad and, occasionally, Sharon (in the biblical sense) who was coming out of her prudish nature and becoming a very sensual and sexually adventurous. How things had changed. Had Wanda matured or was she envious because Patti and I were having a summer fling?I smiled at Patti. "What were you thanking me for?" I have a list of things," she said, moving even closer and reaching for my hand again.I looked in the rear view mirror. "Wanda, I have an appointment to play tennis this morning. We're going to drop by the house, take a quick shower and get you settled in your room. You'll have fifteen minutes to change into something comfortable, not a. I ran my fingers down her side and down her legs, feeling her shiver under my touch. I lifted my hand and brought it to her chest. Feeling her small titties and paying special attention to the nipples. Circling them with my finger and pinching them just a bit. I don't know if she realized it but her back was beginning to arch at my touch... she was enjoying this... good."That feels good doesn't it baby? See I told you if you just behave it can be good for you too."She didn't say anything.