I shook my the thought from my head. Inhaling deeply, I went inside. Debby was already upstairs. I could hear her in the shower. I started to undress.

The shower went off and I could hear Debby drying herself. I was pulling my pants off when she came out of the bathroom. She was naked, her body glistening from the remaining moisture. She was still drying her hair as she walked to her closet. She pulled out a long, shapeless flannel nightgown and began to pull it over her head.

Damn, but she still looked as good as the day we met. Average height, maybe five-five. Great ass and legs. Narrow waist, almost wasp-waisted, even after two kids. No stretch marks. I guess that baby oil I rubbed on her belly really did work. Certainly it had made her horny enough.

She turned towards me as she lowered the nightgown past her hips. Her pussy hair was trimmed real short and neat. Her large, full breasts showed briefly as she began to button the front. They sagged a little, but thirty-eight Ds will do that. They swayed and bounced seductively as she continued buttoning.

She looked up when she realized I was staring. Then her gaze dropped, down to my groin. I looked down also, to see my erection pointed straight up and out. She smiled and said, "I don't think he's quite ready to sleep yet." I smiled, and twitched my cock at her.

Debby began unbuttoning the nightgown. Halfway through, she reached into my closet and threw me my silk bathrobe, and a pair of silk pajama bottoms. "Why don't you go down and pour us a couple of brandies? I'll be down in a few minutes."