The meal was goodand we sat for a while just talking when my husband asked where do you want to go now, to a bar for a drink,or go home, I replied in ... whisper can we go to ???? and see whats happening,he nodded and off we set. It wasnt to long before we arrived, it was getting dark as we pulled in, there was a few cars around, we parked the car, turned off the lights and sat talking,I was not sure what to expect or what to do, niether was my hubby, when there was a tap on the window, on my. Several times, Sandy had to bend down and whisper in my ear about a difficult child the gate-keeper elf had warned was coming. When she did that, I was very aware of her sweet breath on my cheek and the closeness of her body to mine.About an hour before quitting time, some kid peed on my leg, and we had to do a wardrobe change. Using our well-rehearsed routine, I supported my body weight on the arms of my chair while Sandy pulled my costume pants off.“You're wearing your new boxers,” she. After fifteen minutes with no visit from my uncle I relaxed enough to realize that nothing would happen tonight. I changed to a pair of shorts to sleep in and aided by my recent orgasm I was soon asleep.When I woke the next day I had a morning hard-on caused no doubt by the many dreams of Aunt Laura that I experienced overnight. I jumped in the shower quickly and got myself ready. When I slipped out the house it was silent as I headed off to work. It was busy so for the most part I could avoid. “Why not? You’ve got such a beautiful ass. I wish mine looked as good,” De sighed with a laugh. “Don’t be silly, stand up and let me see your butt,” said the waitress. I thought De was going to refuse, but she surprised me by standing up and bending over her chair, slowly swaying her ass. “See? Not as beautiful as yours.” “Let’s say equally as beautiful,” said the waitress, “so it’s a tie.” De quickly agreed and sat down. Then the waitress.