He told me. When were you going to propose?’ I gulped. ‘St Valentine’s Day.’ I whispered as I removed the last piece of clothing except for my...underpants and socks. ‘I think I’d like you to propose now,’ Felicity said ‘because you are seeing more than even a fiancé‚ should see.’ I dropped to my knees, took her hand, and looked up at her. ‘Miss Felicity, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?’ ‘Yes, Frederick, I will.’ She pulled my head hard into her soft cleavage and held me there.. " I strip off my own shirt, the black lacy bra barely concealiling my C-cups. "I'll get that for you!" she volunteers, completely naked except for her pink thong, not covering her perfectly smooth, shaven pussy. Unclasping my bra before I can object, her hands slip around and take a firm hold on my breasts, one in each cool hand. I moan as she gently squeezes, playfully fondeling my nipples that are standing at attention. She is grinding her body against my back, and making no attempts at being. Well I’m not gonna discourage you from gouging out his eye, but a spoon is probably a better tool. Use the fork to tear open his scrotum to get at the testicles inside.”That made her chuckle and we got out of there for the sake of a change of scenery.“Are you really okay?” Emma asked when we were back home.“I’ll be fine,” I said. “I have a date with Tricia tonight so I’ll concentrate on that and we’ll compare notes at the end of the night.”They were going over to get a load of Emma’s stuff and. Lady C’s life had turned to shit because of me; I emailed her that I wanted to be more than “Her Uncle”. Each time I saw her, she left with more and more of my heart. She didn’t know--she never knew --that I wanted it to be more. I wanted to hold her, feel her warmth and even to be a part of her life. She did not know until I clicked send. I never thought her husband would read the email. I felt something move next to me and I rolled over expecting to see my wife. I opened my eyes and could not.