My Landlady and Her Bombshell Daughter
My landlady, Irene Hogan, is a divorced woman who still oozes sex appeal for someone her age. Her daughter, Meredith Lowe, is extremely blessed when it comes to her feminine assets.
We live under the same roof. One stormy night, as I lie in my bed, I take out the pair of pink panties belonging to Meredith so that I can have fun jerking off to it.
To my shock, Meredith opens the door to my room immediately. She just stares at me while clad in a pair of thin pajamas.
For a moment, I'm shocked beyond my wits, thinking that Meredith has caught me red-handed for stealing her panties.
But she tells me, "Mr. Melton, the storm is really scary tonight. My mom's not home at the moment, so can I spend the night with you here?"
As I stare at the tiny contours in her pajama pants, I realize that I don't need Meredith's panties at all. So, I flip open my covers.
"Come sleep with me on my bed, Meredith."