I’m Jacob, I’m watching over my parents’ house this weekend,” he stammered.She flashed him a warm smile as she sized him up. Oh my, he’s cut..., her inner self toyed. “I’m Veronica Gibson, but most people call me Nicki. It's nice to meet you, Jacob,” she said, trying to push the thought out of her head.The two warmly shook hands and smiled. Sparks immediately flew between them as the handshake lingered longer than normal. The awkwardness built and they slowly broke the embrace. Jacob glanced. " In the spare bedroom, then. I can't believe you didn't peek into that closet." Son, I was already bothering you for a place to stay. Didn't want to become persona non grata by sticking my nose where it didn't belong." Open it then."Inside, neatly arranged, were a few gun cases. On the hanger was my hardback shooting jacket. The stool and carry bag and rolled up mat were in there. I was equipped for my hobby."I suppose I need to explain," I told her as I pulled one of my rifle cases out of the. She felt Tim put his hands on the top of her shoulders and lightly squeeze. "Mmm," Jenna moaned, as she felt his rough hands begin to rub her shoulders."What?" Tim asked, thinking she said something. "Nothing, it just feels good with you massaging me." Tim lightly laughed at her comment, as he continued to massage her shoulders, slowly moving his hands down her back, admiring the softness of her skin. "Please don't stop Tim, give me a full body massage, you're relaxing me," Jenna moaned, hoping. I enjoyed the ride again as she was pushing her boobs against my back even harder. We reached the mall and she took some western dresses. She was looking hot in those. We then left to home and same happened again. We parked the vehicle and took the lift. Suddenly the lift stopped due to the power cut. I was happy inside and bhabhi was frightened as it was dark. She came close to me and hold my hand. I took the chance and hold her by putting my hand on her shoulder and told bhabhi don’t worry I.