I grab her mouth and started kissing, she got confused and didn’t knew what to do she asked me to pull back, I didn’t listen and inserted my tongu... deep into her tongue with other hand on her boobs. She tried to resist by this time I became uncontrollable and ripped her suit from boobs, she started saying NO what are you doing I am your MIL. I said don’t say anything .let me do what ever I want to do . I took her bra out within fraction of seconds and ripped he salwar , she was wearing black. “Claire?” said a female voice from behind us, making us turn around.“Steph!” squealed Claire. She hugged the tall brunette. Steph then paused and looked at me. “Sorry,” Claire apologised, “This is my husband, Paul.”“Hi,” I shook her hand rather awkwardly because I never quite know what to say when meeting a woman. It doesn’t seem right to hug someone you don’t know, but handshakes always feel like something a man should do only with other men. “Nice to meet you.”“Definitely,” Steph said, giving. Each of us expressed our increasing hatred of them and the way those rich 'out of town millionaires' had stolen from us and our kin that which was our rightful due. At length some invisible line had been crossed and David (Dave), the least smart of our group stated that he'd 'even give a helping hand to the next bank robber whose path he crossed'. That started us thinking. We'd already been drinking more than was good for us."No one seemed too morally opposed or objected too much however and. Keep a change of clothes at work and youcan kip at my place. That way you won't completely miss out on London'snight life."The next day I dressed comfortably in jeans and flats. I took a smallsuitcase full of smart dresses and office clothing with me. At theoffice I quickly changed into my finery even putting my makeup on in theladies room. Janet was in the office today so I anticipated having abusy time."Welcome Britney. I see that you've already made an impression on theoffice staff and have.