This made me forget to stroke her belly, before what else I could see. From the curves of her belly, over the roundness of her thighs, to the curl of ...her feet, the unobstructed view of her silky, whitish, and unblemished skin had me transfixed for several very long moments. But where my eyes rested finally was not any stretch of her skin, but the only part in this gracious expanse that had any piece of cloth over it- her light blue panties.It was not that I had not seen her panties before. She. She poured us each a glass of wine and we made small talk. As she put the finishing touches on dinner (blackened fish, baked potato and salad) I noticed what appeared to be the same envelope that the man at her door had in his hands.I commented that I think I saw the envelope being delivered last night. She replied, ‘Oh yeah. That was Reginald. He is a friend of mine. He works with another friend of mine and I am helping him prepare his taxes.’I smiled to myself and the conversation. What felt like gallons of jizz flowed through my cock into her.We both lay there spent, she on her hands and knees, still stuck under the sink, and me, leaning on the cabinet with my increasingly limp cock still inside her. As I caught my breath, I realized that she'd evidently been expecting Bob, whoever he was, and that maybe I should be gone when he got there. I got up, pulled my pants up, gave her a smack on that nice round ass, and went out the door, headed for home. Before I got home,. She: I hardly can hear you, can I come on to your berth.Before I could say YES to her request, she was there besides me. I put my legs on her berth and her shoulders were now touching mine and her thighs were rubbing mine. She was looking very attractive in the blue color night lamp. She was towards the window side on the upper berth, so that I could be visible to the people who pass by.Me: shall I switch of the night lamp.She: (smiled) and with her eyes, said YESI moved forwards resting myself.