I sympathised with her: all that sexual stimulation, and nothing she could do about it but accept it!"Ohhhh .. I never felt anything like ..." She s...gged a little as her knees gave way, and I quickly caught her and sat her down on the bed. I was having second thoughts now; I had no idea her body would respond to the double vibration like this, and I wondered if I'd be able to take her out in public at all with those things running.I saw her hand run down between her slim thighs, pulling her. How can I...show my...to my BIL?." I prolonged my voice."What is there? You are like my mother. Let me serve you," he said in a hurry, fearing that I may not accept his proposal."Okay. Come with me," I leaded him to my bedroom.I laid on my front on the bed shoving my face on a pillow after handing over the palm to him. He sat on the edge of the bed and applied the palm on my back below the blouse and massaged just below the hem of the blouse.I said him, "Mahesh move your hand just above. That. .. I want you to buy something for the night, something pretty but not real... complicated," he said. Betty blushed beet red when he said that and he chuckled. Then he kissed her, a long passionate kiss that meant they were much more than boss and secretary. * The following week the day for their trip arrived. Betty had gotten her suitcases and the little something particular that Robert had told her to get. She didn't tell him what she got - she wanted to surprise him with it. She was. Bob rang the doorbell. They were greeted by Sam and his mother. Sams mother was their aunt, her name was Wilma. Wilma was Bobs mothers sister. Hello aunt Wilma. Hello Sam Bob and his sister said in unison. Hello dears said Wilma. Hey guys said Sam. Bob and his sister expressed their dearest condolences for what had happened to the man of the household. Then, Wilma had to go out. She was going to plan her husbands funeral. She said goodbye, and drove away in her crimson pearl Honda Civic sedan..