Somehow Randi said he would take care of this for me later. Somemassage therapy, lotions and oils, and then Randi returned. Goodthing, too, for I wa... enjoying the special treatment but was gettinghungry."Ready to go, Love?" I just love to hear that deep voice of his."Ready for you." I had been waiting in the lobby, freshly primped andmy makeup redone by the pros. Got a few tips from them, too."Good. Time for lunch."I tried to greet my lover with a kiss, but he gently rebuffed. ‘Are you from here?’ I asked. ‘Not far. Sedro Woolley. South down the interstate and east a bit.’ ‘Are your parents still there?’ Mom asked. ‘My dad is. My mom took off years ago. My dad’s a handyman when he’s sober. I don’t know where my mom is.’ she said sadly. ‘Oh … I’m sorry,’ Mom said. ‘Where are you living now?’ ‘I’m renting a basement place up on the north side. It’s kind of a dump, but it’s all I can afford.’ She didn’t sound bitter, she was just reciting a fact. ‘And you, Jurgen?’. ‘Honestly, now how many of you would wear a bustier and matching thong for your husband’ she asked indigently. They all agreed saying their husbands probably wouldn’t even notice anyway………and I’m thinking ‘I would gladly wear something like that for Micha. I know how much he loves to be turned on visually’, but this seemed to be a discussion that was already decided: sex after 30 does not exist. I feel myself turning pink in the cheeks just thinking about it…….and I also am experiencing a very. He flipped to one of the pages and pointed at the woman covered in, what I later found out, was cum "Do you like that, Chels?" Eli asked. After he asked he sat down next to me and started running his hand up and down my inner thigh. "I-I guess s-so" I replied with a stammer. The feeling of his hand gave me shivers in places I'd never felt before. "I'm guessing you like that too, right?" As he said this, he used his other hand unzip my pants. Even though I wanted to, I couldn't stop him..