“Yes, Mother!” I deadpanned.We sang Happy Birthday to Elyse and then she cut the cake and we shared it all around. When we finished, everyone went...back to work and I stayed to help Kimmy clean up.“Thanks for helping,” she said. “It’s nice to see the boss do things like this.”“I’m no different from anyone else in the office,” I said.“Yes, you are,” she said softly. “You’re very different. I hate to see you sad and you’ve been really sad recently.”“I know,” I said. “Things aren’t so good with. After a bit of play like this, Pree then shoved Inari back, eager to get herself an orgasm or two.Inari didn’t mind the rough handling in the least, as she took in her lover’s rejuvenated body, drinking in every detail. How her thighs now rippled with muscles was something that she found a new feature to admire, licking her lips as Pree straddled her. She crawled up Inari’s body, bringing her pussy to her lover’s mouth. Inari salivated at the anticipation that was building, wanting nothing more. ”“OK, see you tomorrow then, around nine thirty?”“Nine thirty it shall be.”True to his word, peter was there at dead on nine thirty the following morning, in a minibus rather than a town car.He was accompanied by his wife Svetlana, who was as small as he was big, I doubt if she was even five foot tall, and his three children. Pyotr, the eldest was about twelve or thirteen, and the two girls seven year old twins Tanya and Anya. Our introductions done, Peter climbed back behind the steering. When he’d put bleach in with the white wash, he decided not to sit down. He had Marilyn at home.“Forget something?” she asked when he came in. At least she hadn’t covered her breasts while he was gone.“Remembered something.” He kissed her. He lifted her on to the chair, much more comfortable than bending over. He kissed down her neck and to her lovely, bare breasts. “The machine is doing the wash without my help.” Then he went back to licking her nipples.“So, you decided to come back to do me.”.