”“I thought you said you anticipated a life of celibacy,” he remarked.“Celibates need a libido, too. It is a big part of your creativity, you ...now.”“I suppose ... and you are creative.”“So, there it is ... Where do we go from here?”“I’m falling in love with you, Chelsea.”“I’m falling in love with you, too.”“I want you in my life...”“So do I.”“ ... even if it means we can’t have a physical relationship.”“That’s the problem. Would you really be satisfied with a platonic one, Jeff?” He regarded. I noticed she was getting to herself. Gina had involuntarily slipped her hand under her robe. I slapped both her hands away. She pouted at me, but kept shifting her hips and thighs, slyly creating a little friction for her needy clit. For two hours, she had been getting more and more turned on, thinking about, Yoni’s kiss, what Yoni was going to do to her and planning what she would do to Yoni. Any reservations had disappeared. Now pure horniness was pushing Gina toward an unfulfilled naughty. I looked at the salad and thought there was no way in hell that she wouldn't notice all that cum.Moments later Shelley pulled into the driveway, jumped out of the car and walked in saying "wow something smells delicious! Let's eat I'm starving"! Matt still had her salad in his hand as Shelley sat ready to eat. He gave her a huge kiss and placed her salad down as I served up the pasta. What an incredible sight watching Shelley eating her cum covered salad, without a clue that it was covered in. I’m out, they’re in, and this way we avoid tying the winery up in my probate estate.’ ‘Are there new owners?’ ‘It’s another corporation, and the main promoter is my son Todd with a new group of investors. Brandon will become the front man at the winery, like you suggested, but as for the actual shareholders, I don’t know. But what I do know is that effective today, the new company is in charge. Miles, other than my sons and those directly involved, you are the first to know’. ‘It’s what I.