“I gave the chef at the hotel the recipe and asked him to prepare it as a carry out. I thought it might help your day start out on a brighter note.�...�“Thanks, Mom, it will. It definitely will.”Just when the couple starts eating Mike, the security guard, arrives. He declines their offer of breakfast and goes into the living room. Once there he sits to watch the TV, and he periodically monitors any activity occurring around the exterior of the house.While Kyle and the others eat a casual breakfast. If he was wrong he still could make it to the museum, his only other idea of where the clue might lead.The door opened and he was astonished to see Donna, his boss's wife standing in the doorway, barely dressed. She had auburn hair and was wearing an orange shelf bra, hiding nothing, a matching thong, hiding very little, and a sheer gown of the same color, open, d****d over her shoulders. She was also wearing matching stiletto heels. Even the glass of brandy in her hands matched her outfit and. Nothing. Drive. Listen. My iPhone is bluetoothed to the truck’s sound system and I’m running my ‘All Mozart, all the time’ playlist. I navigate down familiar streets, spot Lena at the end of her drive, carrying a shopping bag in one hand. I stop on the street and let her climb in.“Okay, what’s wrong?”“Oh, Mom and I had a little spat,” she said.“You sounded stressed.”“I am. I graduate Thursday. Mom’s, well, she’s ... I don’t know WHY she’s so anxious to get me to move out. I mean, it’s just. .. it's so big..." I said to inflate his ego and cock.Leaving the game running he slowly asked me to stop. But, I started to kiss his cheeks, his neck, and rub my hands against his constantly growing rod. I moaned and noticed his eyes close, his head tilt back, and his tongue lick those beautiful full lips. I leaned in to kiss his lips, and he resisted with a laugh. I moaned as I rubbed his cock through his jeans, continuing to try and make lip-to-lip contact. He stayed still and let me kiss.