I was wearing a white, button down dress shirt and the sameyellow panties Peyton had already seen. The ones that had made her say,?Yellow. Nice.? The ...one that had started it all. They were soft andlacy, the back a thin, sheer material almost like an overused coffeefilter. Peyton made an amused snort, set her wine glass on the coffeetable, and then began to applaud. ?Shake it, mister. Shake it!?And I shook it. I waggled my pantied ass towards her, shaking my hips.It wasn?t exactly twerking, I. "Do... do men always do that... to women?" Not always," Scott laughed as he remained kneeling between the child's gorgeous thighs. "Only when a man really likes a woman and wants to show her he loves her." Oh!" Kathy gasped. "Did... did you like doing it to me?"Scott laughed and pulled himself slowly to his feet."What do you think this is Kathy?" he laughed, pointing to the straining bulge in his pants."OH!" Kathy blushed when she saw the huge protrusion at the forty-eight-year-old man's. I decided to make my move and took her hands, stood her up and kissed her full on the lips. She returned the favor and while we kissed, my hands felt her tits and ass and I she let me feel her crotch. From the dining area we moved to the yard and continued kissing and feeling each others bodies. We moved inside to the nearest building that had a couch and a bed. We continued kissing feeling each other on the couch with her on top of me. Finally I led her tot he bed and she continued to. By the time their mouths came apart, both were panting softly. Neither seemed to know if they should just fall on the floor right there and fuck like two animals in heat, or go more slowly. It had been months since they had seen one another. Again Brandi brushed the weal with her fingers. She drew Laura's head down and kissed it."What happened?" she asked again."Jealous husband," Laura smiled softly, embarrassed.Brandi's eyes were smoky with lust and affection and tenderness for Laura. "I'm not.