Two days later I got up early to wrap mums present up for her 44th birthday, as a treat I had decided to give her breakfast in bed alone with her pres...nt, I looked at the clock and thought that she should be stirring in her bed, I made tea and toast and put it on a tray with her present and made my way up stairs, I was just about to knock when a though came over me, quickly I put the tray down and went to my bedroom, took out a dicky bow tie and put it on, as I got to the door I thought about. Helga’s lasagna was the best he had ever tasted. It was a toss up as to what had him salivating more, Helga, or her lasagna. Helga was decked out in a summer frock that fit her perfectly. It was tight in the bodice and hips then flared out to an almost full skirt that ended three inches above her knees. The dress was burgundy with tan trim. The dress precisely matched her tan and burgundy heels. Helga had swept her hair back behind her ears and pinned it in place with a couple of burgundy. He pulled his chair in closer and pushed my legs apart. Then he began kissing his way to my soaking wet pussy. I grabbed his head by the hair and pulled his face in toward my pussy. I could feel his breath on my clit. His tongue licked my clit and I let out a moan! His tongue made circles around my clit. He placed one finger inside my pussy, then 2 thrusting them in and out. His tongue proceeded pleasing my clit. I lay back enjoying him pleasuring me. There were people walking through the. Wesley put the rest of the food away, organizing the fridge. He’d have to open up to Carolyn during the week to keep the stuff from going bad. The dinner was good, and healing. It was like old times. Everybody enjoyed themselves, especially with Lacey’s return. She’d been given quite the joyous welcome. Lacey stood at the kitchen sink, an apron tied around her waist as she washed and dried the last of the dishes, picking her way through the kitchen expertly as if she already knew where.