He looks deeply into her green eyes, lost in them. He doesn’t see her hand move to his leg but he feels it. Her hand, her warm hand touches his thig... and almost makes him gasp. When she places her other hand on his chest he closes his eyes. Her touch although gentle feels amazing. She sits there both hands on him, lightly caressing. She knows they still haven’t even kissed yet but there is something between them. She moves in closer to him, removes her hand from his thigh and places her legs. "Now you," she said.I could tell this was important from her whole demeanour, and not just because the gift came in a long, flat jewellery box. Excitedly I unpicked a familiar knot, and prised back the sprung lid. Inside, on a black velvet lining, were two silver chains. One was long, and filigree fine. The other was much shorter, and made of intricately articulated, broad flat links. The clasp and lock drew my special attention. A small finely wrought padlock held a tiny key.This was terribly. I see you pull back slightly, but she holds you and slowly, I see you relax and start to enjoy the kiss. Then, to my surprise, I see you return the kiss passionately. You start to run your hands over your mothers back and down to her buttocks. Your mother is also rubbing her hands all over you, your back, your buttocks, then up to your breasts where she cups them and gently takes a nipple between her thumb and forefinger and rubs it. I am so turned on by this that my finger is in my soaking wet. I took her to another apartment and had amazing sex the whole night. Slowly, I and Ayesha became very close. She told me not to tell anything to Dean.So one morning Ayesha messaged me saying that she has a surprise for me. She told me she will come to the second apartment. In my first apartment, I and Mark were staying. So, this one was free.I was eagerly waiting for 9 clock for Ayesha’s arrival. I took my favorite cognac with me and started to have my shots. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I.