Earlier in the day, I had arrived at the address that I had been given to discover that it was a private residence. I had expected to be based at a sh...p or something similar. I knocked on the door and waited. Within a few seconds the door opened and I was greeted by this very short Asian lady - even shorter than me.She introduced herself as Ming, and invited me in to her kitchen where she offered me a cup of coffee which I gladly accepted. We chatted as we drank. I found myself intrigued by. . it’s ok, don’t worry about it,” Jess soothed.Emma blubbered for a few more seconds before rubbing the last of the tears from her eyes.“Ok, I’m ok now, I’m sorry,” she said.“It’s ok. Talk to me. Tell me what’s going on. If you weren’t ready for this and we pressured you, I’m very sorry-” Jess began.“No, no, no, it’s not anything like that at all,” Emma said, waving her hand. “It’s silly, really...”“You can tell us, just take your time,” said Jess.Emma took a deep breath, held it, and let it. The wedding was just a few days away when Ron called Seema from his office. "Seema dear, I need you to have Edward take the limo and run you out to O’hare. I have some Indian associates coming in for the wedding, and I want you to meet them for me. They are Very Important People and will be arriving on my plane. It will be landing in about two hours. They will be staying at the house with us. So, be certain the guest rooms are ready." "Yes, Ron. The rooms will be ready. Edward and I will leave. But not here. Not this way. In a bed where we can take our time and I can worship you like you deserve to be worshipped."He wasn't sure he'd been waiting forever for her, but definitely since he'd lost Shannon. "The first time is always special, Abby. Doesn't need to be rushed."She almost came when he touched her, when he flicked against her moistened panties. But when he took his hand away, she pouted. "I can't tempt you?" she asked hopefully. "Even a little?" she said, wiggling her.