George had been pushing her to make a decision on an important deal. Clive needed a report completing ASAP. Margie wanted figures compiling for a year...��s worth of business. And her mum had been calling endlessly to make arrangements for the weekend. But right now, none of that mattered.The soothing music, the mellow taste of the wine, the softness of the pillows against her back and the gentle lighting were doing a great job of relaxing Lucy and she could happily stay here forever. She closed. Lets talk about my aunty, everyone in the family says she is prettiest and my uncle is really lucky to have here, even at the age of 40+ she had really cute smiling face and not chubby nor slim, she is kind of in between as she is active person and she is quite tall 5.7 and the size of the boobs, never seen her boobs but now I was eager to see, suck her nipple and like to play with the two hanging mangoes and to know the tasty mango size.But I was afraid as hell. I slowly lowered my trousers,. She could have thrown something on but that would have delayed her and may have taken her over the time limit. She ran into the kitchen, unzipped the bag, and took out the hairbrush. She ran back in to the hall but the doorbell rang. “Drat” she said. She knew she had to answer the door and looked around and saw Mrs Howard’s coat, quickly put it on, put the hairbrush in one of the pockets, and opened the door to find the postman there. “Please sign” he said thrusting a pad in front of. In the silence of the room people fighting tears could be detected in the background. No word needed to be uttered by Ken. Joe, dressing in a tux knew what he must do at that moment. He drew his wife into his arms and kissed her for over a minute to the clapping and shouts of joy from their family and friends. As their kiss ended when Joe started to move, the camera caught his wife tugging his arm to signal that he should remain in place. As a questioning look crossed his face, Ken commenced.