She looked at my nervously and said, would you like lunch now? Hmm, I thought to myself, that is peculiar… “yes you can make me lunch”. As I sat...there and ate, she went into the bedroom and closed the door. Also very odd. So when I was done eating lunch, I went into the bedroom, there she was sitting in a chair texting again. This time she looked perturbed for being interrupted. So I said, is everything ok. She aid yes. I said, ok, I want to bend you over before I get back to work. She agreed,. As expected, she was not able to touch her toes.And I asked her to be in the same position and feel the stretch in her back thighs. I touched her bare thighs from the back to indicate where to feel the stretch. Her legs trembled a bit but she kept co-ordinating. After this I told her to go for inner thighs stretch.By now her husband came out. With a lazy smile hi said hi to me and sat there in the hall on a sofa. He was wearing a boxer and a banyan (a Sandoz worn undershirt normally), he kept. His smile was at full candlepower, and he was holding in his overly large stomach, and smoothing down the loose strands of his rather sparse hair. I stood back, away from the two of them. Whether she wanted it or not, I was guessing that Uncle Bunny was going to find out if Elizabeth was up for some funny business with him. I left the two of them at the limo, talking together, and went upstairs to change into some old clothes.When I came back down, Dad and Mama were speaking with Uncle Bunny,. " You're not any of that, though," Brianne interjected."You're...you're stunning. Amazing. I could...I could worship you."Rita smiled now as she stepped towards Brianne once again. "Don't youalready worship me, little boy?"The sexy secretary lowered to her knees now, looking up at Ritasubmissively. "Yes."Rita reached down and rubbed her hand against Brianne's cheek. "Goodgirl. I'm starting to feel better already."Brianne kept looking up to Rita. "Would you like me to rub your feet?" No," Rita.