Sitting in the doughnut shop reading my paper two children ran in to the counter seeing there doughnut behind the glass, close behind mom entered leting them select then she paid for them. The clerk boxed them and her children ran to the table next to mine and sat down grabbing napkins ready for there sugar fix, mom walked calmly over to the table her fitted jeans showing trim curves and sandle covered feet with painted to nails. Reaching to give the children there drinks she leaned over the table her floppy wide collar t- shirt decending down near her elbow the leanness causing me to glance longer admiring the tan flesh, her profile was stunning to see but better as she gave the other child her drink by moving closer giving a better view. Reaching into a bag with supplies across from me the loose shirt opened and an exercise top revealed a trim body I could see nearly to her stomach, I gazed as she looked for an item thinking about the future if an opertunity presented. Locating several things and giving them to her children she sat down just her daughter launched a piece of doughnut rolling to my plate, mom gave apologies and I passed it back and introduced myself. She looked over and sounded tired needing a break so I remarked a babysitter might be an option. The weekend heald the opertunity for her Ex husband to take the children for a week and my thoughts went rampant and spoke of outdoor activities and suggested a good book and bubbles too. She breathed with a sigh and said that sounds refreshing I said we could meet here saturday and sit outside and talk if she wanted, the idea of talk was great she said and rest would be nice. We met saturday and she walked though the door a different woman in her jeans and sandles but sporting a fitted t shirt fitting snugly my mind had less than admirable thoughts, she sat down and after grabbing a coffee and she spoke of her young child just weaning and that she wanted to travel locally and if I knew of any good places. I remarked that an escape would not need a long drive as she presented her feet for a foot rub, a good tug of her toes told of sore feet and tolarance of a good pinch as she spoke of having her kids with no epidural and I stuttered at the thought of her future in my hands and toy's. We were in a corner of the garden and I asked her to sit close and I rubbed her sholders pinching firmly only for to say lower as I grabbed back skin formly she would grunt and say green- yes- green, I whispered you don't yellow and are rarely red- right? She spoke breathilly I am so glad you understand kinky randieness only for me grasp even firmer for her to hold wanting a pulling sensation.

   Even MLIS's are kinky! 

   NOTICE- Small Breasted woman- time to get tortured right, some rope, clver clamps and some piercing is in order!   Dare dare dare...