Bev came out of the house in a bikini top and short skirt—she looked hotter than I had ever seen her. Watching her approach, I began to feel a slow ...warmth spreading in my crotch. My shorts seemed tighter than usual until at last the head of my cock forced its way out of my shorts . I had to arrange my tee shirt so that my cock stayed covered, and the strain was maddening. Bev took me by the hand and thanked me for helping her mum, who had recently lost her husband, and said, "Shall we go for. She was dressed in a simple black mid length skirt and wasn't wearing stockings or tights, she had good legs, long slim and shapely.Her white blouse had a ruffled front and I realised, with a thrill of pleasure, that not only was she not wearing a bra but her nipples, which were standing out like chapel hat pegs, were already coated with lipstick. She saw me looking and grinned,"I thought it would save a bit of time."We went into the lounge and she poured us drinks."I'm waiting for an important. I asked her baby name n she said “Isha”.I said the name baby was cute n asked her to give baby once to me. She handed the baby to me in this process I touched her hands the skin was so soft.I admired the baby. After some time the baby started to cry n I handed the baby to her n while doing so I deliberately touched her boob n pressed hard with my hand.She didn’t mind it. She loosened her hooks n started to feed her baby in front of me. O my god I saw her nipple which was erect. The baby sucked. Thoughts of The Stepford Wives flashed through her mind. The printers were still belching pages.Once everyone sat down, Charlie said, “Let’s work our way across the country from east to west.”“Let’s not,” Betsy said getting up from her chair surprising everyone.“Why not?” Charlie asked.Instead of answering, Betsy walked over to the supply cabinet and removed a pad of paper and a pen. She returned to her seat and started tearing off sheets of paper from the pad. After taking a sheet of paper,.