The former plantation house sat upon on a cliff-edge. To the east is rich pasture leading to pristine rainforest while to the west beyond a 50ft cliff...lay a white pearly beach. Little remains of the grand house as it had been extensively modernised and opened up with large glass walls to the rear that led out onto a large terraced pool garden where tonight's guests enjoyed the lavish surroundings.Embers dulled under the grill of the large BBQ pit. Latin beats were no longer background music and. I got tensed I saw her face, her lips were so pretty and pink I wanted to kiss them but I did not have the courage. The place also had a dance hall it was a pub. She asked me to dance and I said then I will only dance if she does.She got up took my hands and we were in the dance floor the lights were dim. I thought this was the right time to move, to my surprise she hugged me very tight that I felt her boobs against my chest, she would have felt my cock. We started dancing I slid my hands to. At that point, Suzanne, coming back into the room heard Veras last comment. She put our deserts down on the table and then stood behind Veras chair and hugged her from behind. Vera responded by placing her own hands over Suzannes on her shoulders. Encouraged, Suzanne slid her hands, with Veras hands still over hers, down Veras chest to her breasts, which she squeezed through her blouse and bra. To my astonishment Vera responded by nuzzling her cheek against Suzannes bare arm. If Id known that. “Whatcha’ doin’?” I feared he could hear the moans of ecstacy from my tv, so fighting my now unbearable arousal, I struggled to lower the volume. “I called in sick”, I said, using the most restrained tone I could. “Oh, really?” he asked. “Do you want me to come over?” I could barely contain an audible moan at this offer, but still I did everything in my weakening power… “No, I don’t want to get you sick too. Thanks, though.” He waited for a moment, then said, “Uncle, I miss you.