Linda steadied her hand, and gently guided the bristles through the lashes, feeling the pull as she stroked them, watching them darken, emphasizing th...ir length and shape, becoming darker, more pronounced. Finished, she examined the eye as a whole, the heavy application of dark and light blue on the lid, the line underneath appearing too heavy in the enlarged image. She blinked, then turned to focus on the other eye, repeating her application of the mascara. Switching back and forth between. Stepping out of it, I laid it over the end wall on top of my blouse and bra. I stood, again, in front of the mirror and admired my body. For forty, it was still firm. My stomach was still flat, with just a little bit of bulge. My breasts were firm with only a slight sag of the bottom of the globes showing the results of their lifelong battle against gravity. My waist was still slim and the flair of my hips distinctive. Turning to the side, I had to admire the way my ass curved out from the base. To her delight his pin-numbers are written under his personal details. “Who are these people under the title, I want to shag?” Becky shrugs her shoulders. “Dirty sod.” Helen raises her eyebrows at the information in front of her. “My god, he’s obsessed with his cousin’s daughters. Both are now married. He calls them Mummy Emma-Jane and Mummy Vicki.” Becky hysterically nearly wetting herself, peers over her bosses shoulder, gasping with anticipation. “He even fancies another cousins wife. Would. I slid over to him sexily as his eyes followed me. Getting nice and close to him, I softly caressed his bulge and whispered in his ear. “How about you go and finish fixing that TV, and when you’re done… we’ll see what we can do about this…” As I gave him a playful tug. He quickly went back to work. Now I was charged up, I have never had any experience with a guy before. I had noidea what to do, so I decided to wing it. I ran back to the bedroom, put my heels back on, and sat on the bed with my.