"Mr Wilson, Mr Wilson.... Fred!!! Are you okay?" Lisa exclaimed.
Fred woke up to the sight of Lisa hovering above him. He was laying on the floor on his back, confused, and breathing shortly. He could hardly see but as his eyes began to focus he saw Lisa looking down at him with a look of serious concern on her face.
"What happened...?" Fred asked as he started to come back to consciousness. He gradually woke from his state and managed to put one hand on the ground to lift his head and body up.
Lisa was dressed in her shorts and t-shirt. She knelt down to help Mr Wilson up to a sitting position in the bedroom floor. Fred was still short of breath and Lisa was worried he may have had a heart attack or similar. But as he regained his consciousness she could see the colour returning to his face and held off from calling 911 for assistance.
"Are you okay Mr Wilson?" Lisa asked again as Fred's confusion grew as to why he found himself on the floor unconscious.
"Yes, I think so... what happened?" Fred answered. Before answering Lisa helped Fred to his feet before guiding him to the bed to be seated. Fred looked up confused as ever to Lisa imploring her to answer.
"Well, Mr Wilson.... we started off with me showing you the outfits you had bought me. They are wonderful and I love them by the way. But after that you asked me for a bit more of a favour and I took them off for you. You really seemed to like that! Then we were planning to, well, hmm, clean me up a bit... and once I laid down on this bed, you collapsed and lost consciousness." Lisa explained.
"Oh, I see. I have lost my memory it seems. I can't remember anything." Fred answered as his breath started to return to normal.
Lisa watched Mr Wilson, still pale, as he focused on his condition.
"Oh wait, I think I remember now. You showed me the 2nd outfit in my living room, yes?" Fred implored.
"Yes, that's right." Lisa answered. "Then you asked me to take it off."
Fred shook his head. "I can't remember anything after you spun around with that lingerie on. I really can't."
"That's ok Mr Wilson, that might be for the best anyway." Lisa answered, now relieved that he was returning to a normal state. "Let's get you into the kitchen and get some water into you", Lisa suggested.
Lisa assisted Fred off the bed and down the hall where she seated him in a chair. She found a glass and filled it with water before bringing it to Fred. Fred was still shaking his head, upset that he had passed out and realizing slowly that he had probably forgot what could have been one of the best memories of his life. "Did she really take everything off for me?", he asked himself silently. Fred began recalling a dream he had while he was unconscious. "I dreamed that Lisa was naked, and that I got to shave her pussy, then I actually had sex with her? Wow, that would have been wonderful but my old heart must have given out somehow" Fred mused.
Indeed, Fred had missed out. Lisa had been willing to let the old man shave her but as she laid back and spread her gorgeous tanned legs on the bed, Fred stared at her incredible pussy and was overcome with excitement. It was just too much too soon for the old man.
Lisa, now seeing that Fred was awake and fine grew a bit uncomfortable and self conscious of her own behaviour. No doubt she was starting to enjoy her exhibitionist side and Fred's reaction to her exposure certainly made her feel great about herself. She felt it best to leave the old man be for now so as not to cause any more issues for him. Lisa excused herself from Mr Wilson and got up to leave. As she walked to the door she noted the lingerie still on the living room floor, and opted to leave it where it lay, thinking perhaps Mr Wilson will enjoy having them at his house for now.
A few days passed and Lisa hadn't heard anything from Mr Wilson. She recalled that day and she remembered changing into the lingerie outfits. She did quite enjoy showing off for old Mr Wilson and his reactions were so heartwarming to her. She felt it was harmless at first, and she was quite looking forward to having her pussy shaved for once. In fact, she thought if that had happened, then she would have really been able to show off every part of her fully to Mr Wilson's intense gaze. As she visualized this she felt herself getting damp. "Hmm, maybe I can still do Mr Wilson that favour he asked of me", she pondered.
Lisa decided to check in on Mr Wilson at his house. She pulled up and parked, then headed for his door, dressed once again in her summer t-shirt and shorts. Mr Wilson greeted her at the door with a wide smile. "Oh, so nice to see you Lisa! Hope you are well." Fred answered.