Hepulled out a chair opposite Ellen for himself and sat with his legscrossed in a feminine fashion at the knees. With his back rigid, he puthis hands...in his lap. Ellen leaned forward, her elbows on the table andasked how he had done all this so fast.Heather's answer was simple, "It's called a microwave." Well it smells fantastic." Holding up her wine class she proposed atoast, "To love!"Heather clinked his glass and took a sip of his wine. "Yummy. That'sgood."Ellen prepared to eat her salad. Her plump derriere curves were hugging in the dress as she sat facing me, my eyes roved all over her porcelain skin as my gaze moved onto her breasts, they were at least a solid D cup compared to my younger and still under-developed B cups. Taking in the sight before my eyes, this lady must have been in her mid 30’s at the most. I seemed to be in a dreamy state for a while as my eyes couldn’t get enough of her. I felt as if my entire soul was being drawn into ……. No…. engulfed by a. Chandler was a woman in her mid to late forties, tall, slim and very business-like. She was often seen strutting around the school and seemed to have an innate ability to appear whenever mischief was occurring, to the detriment of the miscreants. Today she was wearing a dark sand-coloured suit, single-breasted with a short skirt. It wasn't as short as either of the girls' skirts but was of a fashionable length. Under the fitted jacket she wore a high necked black blouse. Her dark hair was. Dil to karta tha ki sali ko utha ke le jaoon aur bistar pe patak patak ke chodun par himmat nai hoti thi. Par wo kehte h na ki agar kisi chiz ko dil se chaho to poori kainaat use tumse milane ki koshish me lag jati hai, mera bhi saath kismat ne bade ache tarike se dia. Actually hamare ek rishtedar ke yahan shadi thi to mummy papa ko waha jana pada, ghar pe aur koi tha nai aur maid ko bhi mummy ne chutti de di thi 4 dino k liye, to ghar pe bas mai aur bua the. Mera to jaise sapna sach ho gaya.