Sherri, a real estate agent.

"Steve, could you answer the door? I think I hear somebody knocking." Tossing a handfull of the pills in his pocket, he told Lisa he was on his way, and vaulted up the stairs, and to the front door.

Pulling the door open, he saw an attractive blonde in her early 40's. She flashed him a smile, and when he opened the screen door, she walked through, and extended her slim hand. Her nails were painted a bright red that matched the red suit jacket she was wearing. This woman was the definition of MILF.

"My name's Sherri Larson, I'm with Realex. Will you be listing the property? I'd be very pleased to be your agent. It will sell in less than a month in this market!" Taking her hand, she had a firm grip, and gave his hand a quick shake. Her skin was warm, and slightly moist. Backing up a few steps, he ran his eyes over her. Beneath the jacket, she wore a conservative white cotton blouse. However Ms. Larson wore the blouse with the first three buttons undone, showing just enough cleavage to get one's attention. Her black skirt clung to her hips, and was cut a few inches above her knees, and her long, shapley legs encased in black nylon. On her feet she was wearing two inch black heels. Maybe he could test the pills on her, or maybe her and Lisa together?

"Well, Sherri, I'm not really who you need to talk to, but perhaps I could help you."

She leaned towards him, and gave him another nice view of her generous breasts. "That would be fantastic!" Small silver hoop earrings dangled on her lobes.

"Would you like a drink?" he enquired, already forming a plan in his head.