When I finally calmed down, I vowed to have no contact with any of them again. I closed my heart to them. I kept that promise for another ten years.I ...would probably still be keeping that promise if in my regular mail a wedding invitation had not arrived. My daughter was getting married in June to a Mr. Michael Worthington. The invitation was not signed and there was no response card included. I suspected my friend Frank was responsible. So I called him."Hello my friend," he answered after I. As she came back down, her eyes opened and she smiled at me, "That wasvery good, come here." I crawled up onto the couch and she kissed me. Itwas a passionate kiss, not the tender make out session like I had withBrad. This was a kiss of someone who wanted me and wanted me to knowthey wanted me. It turned me on even more, so I kissed her back, lettingher know how fired up I was with my kiss. I felt her hands roaming overme, one hand running up my thigh, tracing along my crotch to my panties."My. I kicked off my snickers and started unzipping with nervous shaking hands. I started lowering my jeans and had to wiggle my hips a bit to get them past my round butt and down my long legs. As I stepped out of them he told me not tu turn around yet, but to slip the panties off also. The same way. I hooked my thumbs in the waist band and slowly pulled it over my cheeks, exposing my firm butt and then down my legs. I was sure that he could clearly see my pussy and butt hole in this position,. Laura had had an important shoot with a big client this morning and had decided to leave the rest of her day free allowing her to come home put some music on, and get on with the editing. Cassie pushed the front door open, puzzled by the lack of an excited Laura bounding down the stairs, she always ran down to kiss Cassie to welcome her home. Cassie could here music.She must not have heard me, Cassie mumbled to herself, she began up the stairs, ready for a quiet night in with her love. Little.