Since her son is abroad, your mom is going to fetch her what she needs and stay at the hospital until she wakes up from her surgery. She asked me if y...u could stay here tonight.”I didn’t know what to feel. Mrs. Wilcox was okay, if a little strange sometimes. She didn’t pay much attention to me, but I knew she and Mom often talked. “I hope she’ll be alright,” I said. Oh gawd. I’d have the whole day with Mrs. K.“Your mother is positive that she will recover. Have you peeled rhubarb before?”“No.. There was nothing to do and the time hung heavy on my hands. In the back of my mind I had the Gypsy Allen thing and my little sideline business venture to think about. Those two were all I had the energy to think about with that midnight shift draining me. I definitely did not have the energy required for posing for pictures. No I wasn't doing anything but sleeping and researching things in the net. But I considered both more important then having my picture made.To add insult to injury the. Then she asked me to help her with unhooking her blouse buttons. She was wearing a black bra that barely hid her mountains. I just madly jumped on them but she said”Aaste aaste jaldi kahinki, poora raati achhe tam pakhere” these words in broken Oriya just sent me into another place on earth. I unhooked her bra and for the first time had a feel of her feather soft but firm doodoo (breasts). They were just awesome. But the best part was yet to come. She untied the lace of her petticoat and. I thought I might pop in, get some food and maybe find myself looking at the frillies. I remembered that they had self-service checkouts and my cock twitched up hard as I thought of several unexpected items in the baggage area!I got home with a ready meal, a pair of black hold-ups, a cheap pair of black nylon panties and a hard on. I put the ready meal in the fridge and went upstairs. My wife was working nights so I had the flat to myself. I took off my work clothes and was soon naked. I pulled.