But then my wife left, and Ashley was over all the time, and things were going just as planned. Jim had Ashley come over for dinner with the two of us... and she told me that her mother, just as we had conspired, had met me. She also insisted that I be given the same considerations that she gave Jim. I pretended to not know what that meant. Jim apparently knew what was going on here. Little did he know, but so did I.Ashley then got up from the table and gave me a small kiss on the lips. She told. By 10:00, the crowd had increased to about thirty thousand, with scores more arriving every minute. As noon approached, the crowd continued to swell. By noon, over one and a half million people had converged there, with hundreds more continuing to arrive by the moment.By 12:20, Jorge Guerrillero was finally able to make his way through the hordes of people to the soundtruck that had been donated by a sympathetic merchant. He was met there by Maria Velazquez, who had herself only just managed to. Taking her right hand I guided it down between us.“Well you can feel that I enjoyed it,” I said with a grin placing her hand on my hard erection. Her eyes opened wide.“Fucking hell!” she said, this time she didn’t apologise for the expletive. “Bet that makes Gill’s eyes water.”“Thanks for the compliment,” I laughed. “It’s not that big. Here, Have a good feel.”Unzipping my flies I guided her hand inside and into the waistband of my very brief pants. Gill always liked me to wear a size too. Mizz Lee. “Hi, Mizz Lee. How are you today?”“Pleasantly satisfied, dear. A little creaky, but satisfied.”“You have the kids today,” I said.“Yes. I am looking forward to it. Are you too busy for me to drop by early to have lunch with you?”“Oh, no, ma’am,” I said. I didn’t add that an opportunity to dine with Mizz Lee would only be superseded by an end of the world event. “I will be looking forward to it.”She showed up with a tray of pastries, a BIG tray, which she left in the break room, and she.