Emily's father told her, "There is plenty of time to put on weight afteryou get married."Friday there was a lot to do. Sammy finalized the mortgage, ...ot his hairdone and drop off the car to its new owner. The mortgage took quite awhile. There were more papers to sign. Everything had to be perfectlylegal. At the salon, Sammy had his hair put into a short spiky style anddyed red. He also had his nails painted in a blood red color. Theeasiest thing Sammy did was sell the car. All he did. Ella turned to look at me, and blushed again as she gazed at my full bouncing tits in all their womanly glory. My nipples were standing on end like little peaks of pink frosting atop a pair of big spongy cupcakes, but that was just from the lovely cold shower I just had making them erect.She quickly withdrew her gaze from my tits, down to my foot."Red always suits you best, mistress. Though you make any colour look beautiful."She advised and complimented me."Thank you. Red it is, then."I smiled. "Oh go on," she said "it'll be fun." It's okay sweetness, I've already booked my room." I sometimes called her that and she seemed to enjoy it."Great!" she said, "I'm really glad you’re coming."Work continued in its usual busy way over the next few weeks leading up to the party and things remained very much the same at home too. I had the impression Mary couldn't careless whether I went to the party and stayed over or not and this left me feeling a little low. With no sex and little. I feel his hand smooth itself from my side over to my tummy. It feel nice. It feels firm. With his other hand, he lifts up my hair and kisses my neck. I put down the knife. I part my legs slightly and his left hand cups my pussy. ‘Yes,’ I mumble. I feet his right hand lift up my skirt in back and feel his bare hand on my ass. It is nice. I push back against him. He taps my behind ever so slightly. It is soft enough to be a pat. His hand make a soft sound. ‘Jack,’ I say. ‘Ummm.’ ‘You know that.