Rose re-appeared with a tray and served them all coffee. Janey and Susie followed her in and picked up cushions. Janey stood in front of the Ministe.... He opened his legs and she placed the cushion between them, sitting cross legged as Clara had done. Susie made to do the same but Dame Belinda raised her palm. “If you don’t mind, I’ll use your new personal assistant, she’s always served me well in the past.”“Of course, Dame Belinda.” “Just Belinda, please.” Harry gestured to Rose. Rose. Now he didn’t plan on offering. He loved his wife and she was almost more than he could handle. He was also pretty sure that his sister-in-law wouldn’t be able to hold a candle to his wife in the sack.She was 51 years old with red hair. She wasn’t an ugly woman, but then again she wasn’t what he would consider MILF material. She had the stereotypical pear shaped body. Her tits were smaller than his wife’s 38 D’s and she had a fairly wide, round ass. His ponderings had caused him to swerve into. "The Priest couldn't wait to get her alone," he said with one of those we share a secret smiles."Ah the passion of those May/ December romances are hard to control," I said with a slight smile of my own."Yes, I'm sure he has her clothes off by now," Lamar said. Neither of us said anything that could be called even a hint that Eve wasn't a young woman, but I'm sure the others had their doubts."So what's next?" I asked thinking I still might shoot him."We negotiate for what you have in those. I remember your athletic, seductive hips. And I remember the hand you placed in my pants. Did you like what you found?” This was the make it or break it point. It had come up sooner than I liked, but I am liar if I say I can control the rampant behaviour of my lust. I need the calming power of her submission. I need to exert myself.“Yes! ;) you are quite the man.” Truth be told, I knew the answer before she gave it. It could have been my imagination, but when she ventured to slip her hand into.