Then went back to massaging her upper and lower thighs.. which were feeling relaxed to me and she had spread her legs noticeably.. but like an idiot I...was still focused on the game and now we were in the 2nd quarter... and my team had just scored.. great game. Not paying attention I had apparently and quite by accident let my hand with the massage move up to just below her ass cheek and more in between her legs, meaning I was only probably centimeters from her pussy lips. My attention on the. " "What? A box?" This was getting a bit OTT. I knew his Dad had some big job in the City, so I guess this sort of thing was one of the perks, along with the massive bonuses. "Erm, yes...and there's one more thing...you're going to have to dress up, because it's the Royal Gala Performance for the Queen's Golden Jubilee." This was really a bit much. For once, I was lost for words. "You have got to be bloody kidding me," I said. Adam threw his hands in the air. "I know, I know," he said. "It's. Told me on the first day itself he was in his late sixties. I told him he could be my sugar daddy! He thought it was funny. We hit off from the word go. It was refreshing to talk to some one who was intelligent and witty. Never told me what his profession was.We talked about family, children and all sorts of things. He was well read and had interest in variety of subjects. It was fun and many a times I have sat in front of the computer and laughing out loudly looking at what we were writing to. “Entrez.”As Serena strode down the hallway into the house, Marie lagged behind for a moment to check her out from behind. She could see why Samantha had been so worked up – Serena was a remarkable specimen, and the tight yoga clothes certainly accentuated her magnificent shape. Marie led the yoga teacher to the living room, where she had cleared out a space sufficient for physical activity.“Do you have any injuries or restrictions I need to know about?” Serena asked. “Any special.