“It's great to finally meet you!"

“Oh, jeez," Mom laughed, “Where the hell are my manners? Cory, this is Savannah.

“Nice to meet you." I said offering her my hand.

“And a pleasure to meet you Savannah said softly, taking my hand between the two of hers.

"I've heard so much about you!"

“Um... same here." I said looking down at our hands.

Savannah's skin was darker than mine and her hands were soft and smooth. Her slender fingers ended in long nails painted a deep purple and standing this close I could smell her perfume. She gave my hand a squeeze as she spoke,

"I have to say Cory, I've seen a lot of pictures of you, but they don't do you justice. You are a good looking young man."

Her hands left mine and to my surprise she placed them on my arms and gave my biceps a firm squeeze, “And the neck down is pretty impressive as well." Looking me in the eye, she added softly, "You must be making some lucky young lady, verrrry happy."

Those last few words came out in a purr and I swallowed hard as her deep brown eyes stared into mine.

"T...thank you." I stammered,

“And those eyes." She continued softly, “Bet you just melt the girls with those don't you?’

“I,.uh, look like my dad." Was all I could come up with and I felt like a moron even as I did,

“That you do," she nodded, "But," reaching up she touched her fingernail to my cheek, “You don't look as miserable as he did. Your father was never happy, you look very sweet, Cory, and nothing will get you more with a lady then being sweet, right Carol?"

“Right, that and silly things like a job and no bad habits."

I started to ease away from Savannah, but she held my arm tighter and with a smile that seemed to have more than just good intentions behind it whispered, “Damn, you're eyes are beautiful.”

This was said so softly I'm not sure mom picked up on it and my racing mind wondered if that was exactly how her best friend wanted it.

"So are yours." I replied just as quietly and hoping she wouldn't think I sounded stupid.

Savannah's smile grew and she gave me a wink that made my heart flutter.

“The bags Cory." Mom said in a tone that now caused my heart to miss a beat.

“Oh, sorry." I nodded and turning away from Savannah stepped on to the porch and reaching down grabbed the handles of her suitcases. As I lifted them and wondered what the hell she had packed inside of the heavy bags I heard my mother say something I couldn't catch, but did hear Savannah's reply of

“No worries, Carol, I'm no Mrs. Robinson." Something else from mom and Savannah laughed, “Just practicing I guess."

Feeling my face redden and hoping mom wasn't going to be pissed at me later thinking I was playing along, I opened the screen door and dragging the bags through said, “Do you want me to bring these upstairs for you?" “Oh, that would be wonderful!" She answered as she untied the long jacket and began slipping it off.

"If you could put them on the bed that would be great."

“No problem," I said picking up the cases, I lifted them higher than I needed to, trying to make a show of my arms bulging with the effort.

“I'UL put them..."

My voice fell off and I stood there trying to keep my jaw from hitting the floor. Beneath the long coat Savannah was wearing a tight low cut red blouse that showed off more than half of her smooth caramel breasts and I could make out the tops of a red lace bra.

Below the blouse was a black skirt that was so short calling it a mini would be doing it a favor, The skirt was as tight as the blouse and from my angle I could clearly see how it hugged her well rounded ass. Poking out from the skirt were the finest legs I had ever seen. Trailing my gaze down those legs I finally noticed the shoes she was wearing, were red heels that had to be at least four inches and made me wonder how she could walk in them.

Quickly following that thought was the idea those shoes were made for more than walking and most likely not the type that came off during sex. I had the vivid image of those shoes up in the air with those long legs spread wide. Staring at her smooth thighs and again admiring her beautiful complexion I wondered what her pussy would look like, or for that matter what color her nipples would be.

“Goddamn! Mom exclaimed, “You say I look good? Holy shit, Savannah you look like you could be in a damn magazine!