They were seated next to each other at dinner as well. Naturally they did not talk exclusively to each other but a lot nevertheless.The Honeys were ol...-fashioned enough for the ladies to withdraw before liqueurs were served and Isobel had time to reflect on how she felt about Gerry. She had to admit that she liked him and found him warm and amusing but she could not risk letting herself respond to him any more than she had.Gerry ensured that his departure coincided with Isobel's. He walked with. She’s white, in her early 50’s I think, very short, maybe 5’2 with very curvy body, about c cup breasts in her tank top with wide hips and a plump ass that hugged her leggings. I made jokes about her smoking weed and she thought it would be cool if we all smoked together. It was a beautiful afternoon so we poured some wine and smoked on the back porch. We started reminiscing about the old days, being stupid teenagers and all the trouble we used to get into. My boy reminded her that we weren’t. I went to go to the toilet and my wife squeezed my hand and nodded, I nodded back and made my way to the bathroom.When I came back in my wife had her hands on Jeffs leg, his hands where on her waist, he jumped back and quickly apologised to me, my wife said 'it's ok Jeff' then kissed him passionately on the lips, the next few seconds are a complete blur, my wife, kissing another man in front of me, I wasn't mad, I wasn't freaking out, I was loving it.She said to me 'here or the bedroom baby'. And well, as for me, why shouldn’t I treat myself to a new hairstyle and do plenty of shopping? It does get boring with your father being away so often as you rightly said”Caroline smiled sweetly back at her, but Catherine knew she hadn’t managed to totally convince her daughter everything in her life was completely normal and she was far more worried about Caroline discovering what she regarded as her new life as an obedient slave.But a slave to whom? Everything seemed so confusing. Was it.