After the divorce, Jenna's mode of dress became even more risque. She now only wore bras if the blouse/shirt that she wore was too revealing. Her shor...ts couldn't be any shorter, and I wasn't sure if she ever wore panties any more, especially at home. When she wore nightclothes, they were always the see-through variety, leaving little to the imagination. She also began taking baths without closing the door. I had always told her that she had nothing to be ashamed of where her body and nudity. . " You seemed to like it, Lori's skirt up," Sandy teased. "Darling, I would say you liked it so much, your cock is hard." Rob was fearful as he sat down next to his wife. He couldn't look her in her eyes, and he didn't seem to know what to do with his hands and feet. He crossed his legs a couple of times and pulled at his chin. Sandy opened her blouse, letting her tits free."Sandy! Damn it!" Oh, Rob!" she said. "Stop acting like some stuffy old school teacher! You're an engineer, supposedly a. The chef seemed to be quite impressed with my work ethic and my interest in cooking. He soon took me under his wing and became my mentor. I loved working with him as he tutored me in the business. To say that we had become friends even though he was twenty years older, was an understatement. He and I became the last to leave the kitchen after the business closed at night.Even though I was legally underage, he would let me have a glass of wine before we locked up. One evening, he asked if I. He left my leg and washed my foot, top and bottom.“Damn.” Was all I could say.He stood up, turned me around so the shower could rinse my back off.“Feel good?” he asked kissing my neck.“Yeah.” I said very softly.He squeezed more body wash and started on my front. He rubbed the sponge across my neck and chest, down my arms. He took my right arm, lifted it and washed underneath, causing me to laugh from the tickling feeling. Once he did the left side, he sat the sponge down on the bench. He took.