Go back to the Allen's

After the longest hour of your life is up, you make your way back to the Allen's house and head around to the back. The moon is hidden behind the clouds tonight and most of the rooms in the back of the house don't have lights on, making it difficult to see exactly where you're going, but you manage to find the slider door that Mrs. Allen told you about and carefully open it.

Stepping inside, you find the lights dimmed low and candles lit around the room, but it's still bright enough to see Mrs. Allen standing in the center of the room. Left speechless, you take in the site of her wearing a black, babydoll gown. The lace cups do little to conceal her nipples or contain her D-cup breasts, and the shear fly-away panels part just below her chest to show off her stomach and the matching g-string thong she's wearing. You follow her shapely legs down and see that her toes have been painted in a French manicure.

"By the look on your face, it looks like you approve of the outfit I picked out for you." Closing the space between you, she moves to you until she's close enough to place her hand on the growing bulge in your pants, and your nostrils are filled with the sensual scent of her perfume. "Smart to suggest that Tia and Nicky go out themselves tonight. They just left. We'll have the house to ourselves until they get home." She begins stroking you through your pants "You could fuck me wherever you want; on the kitchen island, or we could do it on the living room couch, or maybe you want to fuck me on Tia's bed?" she suggests to you.