Search

A couple years ago, I was setting at my desk, next to the lower patio door, all alone wearing thong panties, crotchless stockings, and heels. I was deep in thought as I was working on the computer. I heard a knock on the patio door. Startled, I looked up, wishing I could hide ... to find my next door neighbor lady standing there with a big smile on her face holding a big plate of candy for me. I went to the door; nothing was mentioned about how I was dressed, but she stood there and talked to me as if everything was fully normal. To this day, she has never said anything about it. -Terry, 60