My mom is a bit scared of lighting n Thunder n also it was raining season.So she asked me to sleep in my room which I agreed.The first day, I didn’t...get much sleep I spent the whole night watching her boobs and her nightie coming up to her knees.Next day, I was fixed that I had to touch her boobs somehow.She was sleeping with facing another side.I saw if she was in deep sleep or not.I called her with a low voice n touched her on her shoulder she didn’t respond.Now, I placed my left hand on her. I smiled cheekily to myself as I exchanged stares with Mrs M. I could see stainson her skirt. "James! Mrs G would like to speak with you in her office."I stood up and followed her. I looked down at her ass and could see the curves. Not going to lie. Even though she was fifty years old she was mighty fine. We sat on a chair in her office and she sat on her executive leather chair. "Now James. I would like to discuss some matters concerning you and Mrs M." Yes? What about her?" Don't pretend like. Ann Bristol attended the progress meetings every day. She was starting to have to spend a couple of hours each day on the site to offer direction. He found that she was invaluable to the project, many times offering suggestions that saved quite a bit of time.By the first week in November, both of the slabs for the additions were poured and machinery was starting to be brought onto the concrete floor of the first addition. He had to take care not to damage the slab, as the concrete had not had. All in all, it was accounted a great success.Phillip and Bethan were seen off in style and Peter drove them to the railway station in Dorchester to catch the London train. With only four days available for a honeymoon, London had seemed liked the best alternative and Phillip had booked them into the Savoy. Alone together at last, they were shy in each other's company. The excitement of the day had taken its toll and they sat in the first class compartment, holding hands and smiling at each.