At eight that evening there was a knock on the door and Jason walked out of the kitchen where he was preparing lasagne. When he opened the entrance door and Valerie saw him she said, “you look fantastic Nina.”
After he had closed it, he led the way into the living room and Valerie was pleased to see how well he walked in the heels. His hips moved seductively under his blue plaid skirt which ended quite high up on his thighs and she thought that if he would bend over she would see what kind of panties he was wearing.
“That skirt and blouse look good on you. And your makeup is perfect,” she said after she had sat down on the sofa.
“Hang on, I have to put the food in the oven,” said Jason and left her alone.