Karen, who had bent over (that cleavage again!) to look at what I was doing, didn't seem to notice anything.Karen, who had bent over (that cleavage again!) to look at what I was doing, didn't seem to notice anything. However, as I tried to shift my member around and it hardened in reply, she seemed to catch on and smiled a bit. When I stood up, my hard-on was quite evident. Karen just looked at it, smiled a bit wider, and offered me a drink. I noticed that her nipples were a bit more evident through the stretchy fabric of her bikini top. We went inside and I commented on the lack of kids. She smiled again, and said that they were farmed out at friends' houses, so that she could run errands (I wondered if I was an "errand"). |