I ran down the stairs and found him making a sandwich. "Hey Bri, do you want a sandwich too?" "Yeah, sure, make me on too?" I walked past him and grab...ed his cock through his sweat pants. Chase is about six-foot, white skin, spiky black hair, blue eyes, and weighs about 250; most of it being muscle. "Bri, you have got to stop doing that. What if mom sees you do that. Then she's gonna think that there's something going on between us." I hopped on the counter and looked at him. "Chase, relax;. She was called Deidre, and was married to a man named Desmond, who I had only met once.Nothing happened for several weeks (apart from me staring at her legs and shoes! ). I then found myself in the records room. A large dusty room filled with copies of customer record. I was filing when I heard the door open and Deidre came in. Today she had a dark pencil skirt and black patent leather high heels. She needed an old file from a high shelf (or so she said). I offered to get it for her, but she. I could tell from the surrounding faces, her hairy pussy was visible. We continued dancing for a while longer before needing a drink. We made our way to the bar, and I pulled her one of the tall bar stools in. We chilled there for a while, knocking back shots and bottled beer. The booze was starting to hit home now, and her awareness of others around us had totally disappeared. She no longer sat in a ladylike way and her inhibitions had all but gone. Three of the old guys turned up at the bar. “I thought you didn’t like her.”“That was years ago.” She said, “She makes you happy, and that boy of hers is a like a tornado. Promise me you’ll marry her.”“I can promise to ask.” I said.“I didn’t want colored grandchildren.” She admitted; “This world is harsh, they’ll face discrimination. But if they could be like that Matthew, they’ll be fine.”“Mother, I’m 62 years old.” I reminded her, “It’s a bit late for making babies”“But Wanda is just 32.” She said.I bought a ring with a fat diamond; it.