’ Joan looked at the woman not knowing what to say, and then asked her to enter. When she walked in the door the woman looked around standing in the...middle of the room. ‘You have kept a clean and comfortable house for your father.’ ‘Thank you Mrs. De Boise.’ ‘Now Mrs. Wellen, if you please. Evealen Wellen.’ Joan motioned for the woman, who now had her sir name to seat herself, and asked if there was anything she wished. ‘A glass of water would be very nice, thank you.’ Joan now almost in. My nipples showed big and hard through the flimsy material. I also showed a lot of cleavage. We chatted for a bit then he kissed my neck and ran his finger over the top of my tight tube top. He pulled the top down just a little and felt the upper part of my tits. He licked down from my neck to the tops of each tit. Then he ran his hand up my leg and discovered I had a naked pussy. He let his finger tease my clit and I spread my legs showing him I was easy and I felt his finger enter me. I. ‘So, sleeping beauty has awoken’ I said with a smile. Carol started to look unhappy. ‘Carol, I mean it. You are a lot like my wife used to be. She had been brought up on a working farm and had a solid frame, just like you do, and she was about your build as you can tell from the nightgown and robe. I think you are very pretty.’ The look on her face, upon hearing this, was inscrutable. It looked like she was trying to organize her thoughts. I broke the silence, ‘I’m heating up a pan of lasagne,. Our bare skin felt like heated silk as I scratched her back with my finger pads. I forgot I had half gloves on until she told me they felt funny. When I started to take them off, she said it was a good funny so I left them on. I laid her on her back and I stroked her stomach. My fingers reached the band of her tight jeans. I fumbled the button open then unzipped them. My gloved hand slid past the open denim. She moaned and arched her back when I found her wetness. Coming to my knees, I pulled.