I assumed SWAT was paying child support but that doesn't go very far.I assumed SWAT was paying child support but that doesn't go very far. I knew she was working somewhere as a receptionist, which didn't surprise me, given her lack of formal education and job experience. But she sure knew how to dress for the job and was no doubt both efficient and ornamental in her office. I knew about her dress style because, on my first weekday off after she joined the work force, I happened to be standing at my kitchen sink, looking idly out the window. It was about 8:30 and I would never have seen her on an ordinary morning, leaving as early as I do. But that morning, as I rinsed out my coffee mug, she came marching out her front door and down the driveway to her car, which she always backed into her driveway as if prepared for a fast getaway. Her hair was done up nicely in a cloud of curls and she was wearing a very flattering business suit, the jacket draped over her arm. Tight blouse, rather thin. Her tits weren't very large but I've always preferred quality over quantity -- and her profile between neck and waist was definitely quality. Her skirt ended about halfway up her thigh. She had plenty of muscle -- I knew that from watching her snap off tree limbs that I would have to use a saw on -- but they were long and flat and feminine, not the bulgy type. And her heels were much higher than I had ever seen her wear before. Those long, gorgeous legs, plus the heels, plus the great physical condition she kept herself in, all combined to give the impression of a coiled spring. A mesmerizing sight. She opened the passenger side of her Corolla and put her purse and jacket on the seat. Then she paused, shielded from the street by the open car door ... but not shielded from me. She bent her head back over her shoulder, checking out the way her clothing hung, I guess. The movement tightened the seat of her skirt and put her small, tight ass into profile. I just stood there and stared as my cock stiffened -- which was just as well since she was only about fifty feet away and probably would have noticed any movement at my kitchen window. |