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And that is exactly what happened on this particularly warm morning during the weekend. My wife had gone to visit her family for the weekend with the girls. I wanted to work in the backyard and just take it easy without having to drive for a few hours and go shopping with my wife's family. It would be a quiet weekend for me, I thought. Well, that is not what Juanita had in mind. She knew the schedule by the minute as she had lunch with my wife on Friday.

When the doorbell rang on Saturday around 1030, I had barely gotten out of bed and made some coffee for myself. I was sitting in the living room with newspapers all around me trying to catch up on the news. I was expecting to see the landscaping guy but to my surprise it was Juanita. Wearing a halter top and low rise denim jeans, she looked ravishing. As I tried to adjust myself to her sudden arrival, I also tried to help her with her huge bag full of clothes. Juanita pointed out that when she found time to fix some of the clothes, her sewing machine would not work and if it was OK for her to work on our machine. I was unusually uncomfortable in front of her this time since I knew that my wife was not returning until Monday morning. Seeing Juanita sitting confidently on the sofa sipping coffee, I knew it would be a long day with Juanita.

I brought the sewing machine from the basement and set it up in the family room. I picked my coffee and newspaper and moved to the deck to read. Within minutes of my settling down, I heard Juanita calling me for help. When I walked into the family room, I was shocked to see the contents of Juanita's bag. It looked like I had stepped into a lingerie store. Every item of lingerie that one could imagine was neatly arranged all over the room. A sheer white babydoll was in the machine as she was trying to fix the straps. Apparently, the machine was set at a speed faster than she could manage and wanted me to fix it.

Finding my way through the pile of her intimate apparel must have made me blush because Juanita was smiling as I tried to change the setting and put the babydoll back at the starting point. "So what do you think of my lingerie collection?", she asked as if she was talking about the weather. As I fumbled for an answer, I could barely mutter, "Oh! Well, I really don't know!" After all I had not fully adjusted to even her presence, what to say of her presence in all her glory! "Oh I see, well, sit down then and let me show you what I have. And by the way, this is not everything that I have. These are the items that need some fixing here and there but I have an even larger collection at home," she responded. "OK, that is not what I meant,"  I shyly said. She made a face as if she was disappointed at my response, "I have seen your wife's collection and you might think that you have seen it all because she has done a good job. But let me tell you that you have seen nothing yet."

Naturally, I felt awful to disappoint her. I sat down in front of her. "Alright, I am ready to see", saying that I made myself comfortable. I did not know what to expect but I knew that Juanita was a wild girl and she just wanted to tease me. Juanita was delighted to see me accept her offer. "OK, tell me what do you think of the bra that I am wearing?" she asked as she slipped the straps of her halter top to reveal the design of the strapless bra. I am sure my eyes were popping out because she immediately asked, "Don't you like the way this fits me? It really makes my body look so shapely."  "Oh, absolutely, I think on a nice warm day like this you have the perfect outfit - cotton, light colors, matching with your outfit, and of course, fitting you so well,"  I was finally able to get some organized sentences out of my mouth. She smiled shyly again and pulled her straps up. I almost thought that it was more than enough for me and was getting ready to leave. "I think you should also check out the panties which I was not sure go very well with this bra when I wore them this morning," she said as she gave me a peek by pushing the low-rise jeans. What hit my eyes was a tiny satin thong.

The very next moment Juanita stood there as if nothing had happened while I have to admit that I was in a state of shock - while I must have been excited by the experience, I had too many mixed emotions - fear, guilt, and above all, what is next? I did not have to wait too long to find out. 

Juanita gracefully held several colorful panties in her hands and exhibited them to me as a salesperson would do. Looking at the diversity in design, color, and fabric, I had to admit to myself that my wife had some serious competitors in the world. Now that I knew what was expected of me, I started to comment on which ones I liked or did not like or asked her to hand over some thing to me to take a closer look. I was starting to feel more comfortable now as I played with her tiny thongs or lacy bras. I would smell some of them to show my appreciation and even kissed a few - Juanita was hysterically laughing by now.

As she moved on to the next pile at the back of the sofa, she found a pink bikini top with matching boy shorts. "You must absolutely see this one on me. I look like a bombshell in this one. An old admirer sent this to me from Brazil," she said. "Let me model this for you. Can you close your eyes for a couple of seconds?" She then turned her back to me and within seconds her jeans were on the floor. "Do not open your eyes. I am almost done," she shouted as she pulled her top off and let it fall too. Of course, my eyes were never closed. As she pushed her panties down, I thought of my wife and what she would do if she were here at this very moment. As I admired her body from the back, I almost wanted to jump right in front of her to take a look at her. I saw her reaching to tie the bikini it at the back. I closed my eyes at that moment. "Now you can open your eyes,"  I heard her soft voice. I would have had a heart attack if I had not closed my eyes immediately. As always, Juanita was very cool. "What do you think?" she asked as if I was a customer and she was merely a salesgirl. I could not hold off any longer. "Juanita, I can hardly control myself anymore. I want you now," I said to her as I got up and rushed towards her. She stood there with an inviting smile.

For next four hours, we made love on the carpet. She modeled for me several other items that day. When she left, I felt as if I had completed a major project of my life. I realized that I had been denying the reality for so long that the desire had pent up to a point of explosion. 

I did not want an illicit affair with Juanita and neither did she. Everything is still the same though when we do look at each other, we know how we both feel in those moments. Sometimes it is so interesting to be able to say things without saying a word.

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