Rofique stretched her arms high in the air as she finished dressing for the day ahead. Glancing at her reflection in a nearby mirror, the dark haired woman with blonde streaks in her locks smiled at what she saw. Wearing a red blouse that emphasized her bosoms, white shorts and black high heels, Rofique figured she could draw the attention of any man who glanced her way even briefly. Alas, things were not looking that way as it was a fairly humdrum late summer morning for her and there was nothing much in her plans.

"Another day of sunning by the pool and figuring what to do on the weekend. Very, very boring. I gotta...hmmm, ok..." Rofique thought to herself as she headed towards her backyard pool before stopping upon hearing the chime of her door bell. She mused to herself that she wasn't expecting visitors so whoever it was, it would be a nice surprise to liven up an otherwise dreary day.

"Hello, Miss Begum. I'm William Johnson. You know me as Billy, when I lived down the street and you babysat me a while back. I recently moved back to the area and thought I'd look you up," a dark haired young man that looked to be in his early twenties said with a broad smile etched on his face. Dressed somewhat casually, Billy looked slightly nervous as he fidgeted with the box tucked his right arm.

"Billy? BILLY! Billy, it's been so long! You, you look so grown up, geez. Come in! Come in, and let's talk about things," Rofique exclaimed as she reached forward and embraced Billy tightly, pressing her double D breasts tightly against him. Judging by the stirring in Billy's groin area moments later, Rofique figured Billy had grown in more than one area over time.

Leading Billy into the living room area by the hand, Rofique had her guest sit on the couch as the two quickly started to chat about the past times the two had shared and the memories therein. To Rofique's surprise, Billy seemed a little red faced in recollecting some of those times. For Rofique, though, the memories stirred up feelings that were highly erotic on a subconscious level. Without even thinking about it, Rofique dropped her right hand downwards and caressed her sex ever so briefly. Luckily for her, Billy didn't show any sign he had noticed.

"So, Billy, did you stop by just to reminisce or did you have an ulterior motive in mind?" Rofique cooed softly as her eyes darted briefly to focus on the box Billy had set down by the couch.