And it was a party; three bottles of wine consumed makes it a party. They had to hear about how the two senior Pollards reacted to having the babies n...med after them and why. And we had to hear about their honeymoon in Cabo San Lucas.I had to allow that Ann and I were hoping to vacation down Baja way one of these days. We couldn’t afford it at the moment and of course the babies would need a sitter who was family even when we could. And yes, Claire had previously volunteered, but it was too. The coffee was half brewed when Leslie knocked on the door. As I opened the door, Leslie stepped in and threw her arms around my neck. Closing the door, I returned her enthusiastic kiss, grabbing her ass with both hands and pulling her against myself. We dawdled at the entry, feeling each other up, getting hotter and hotter. Finally breaking the kiss, I asked if she would like some coffee first or second. Second won. We turned and headed for the bedroom. I lay down against the pillows and. This would be a surprise; the masseur was a man. He was fit tanned, toned, and in his early forties. He was wearing shorts, a tee shirt and looked good. I led him upstairs, Charles was laid face up on the bed and looked shocked at the presence of a man, he knew this was a tantric massage and what that meant, but having a man massage him was not in his thoughts. To be fair, a woman massaging me so intimately wasn’t something I would have chosen, but it turned him on and I must say, it worked for. When I got to my room I hung up the dress, wrappedmy new gown around myself and sat on the bed, not knowing what toexpect.Moments later there was a knock on the door, and without waiting for ananswer, she walked in wearing a robe and carrying something. As shemoved closer, I realised it was a dildo and a look of terror leaptacross my face. She obviously saw this."What's the problem?", then looking down at her hands, "Oh no, thisisn't for you, unless you want it." I shook my head vigorously..