"Then let's get you back to your room so you can lay down. Can you getup?" His heart was hammering. He knew he had to get her back to hisroom befor... anyone noticed. If anyone saw them it would put his new planin jeopardy and he wasn't about to let this opportunity of a lifetimeslip away. He rapidly put together a plan and it was going to take somerisk to get off."Yes, I think so if you give me a hand." Of course, I'm your husband, why wouldn't I give you a hand."He helped her up then. Its more the idea that hes my father that really gets me excited. He and my mother married in college and lived a pretty normal life. They had me and, unfortunately, my mother passed away when I was about 3 years old. I remember very little about her, but I know that my father was devastated when he lost her. He has never dated and insists he wont until I graduate high school and move away. Lets start with the obligatory information that everyone needs to know in order to play this out in their. Casually,as if she'd been doing it for years, she quickly swept those errantstrands away with a mere flick of her wrist. How perfectly normal andnatural it all appeared was a little bit unnerving.With a puzzled expression, the Mistress turned to me. "Do I lookdifferent to you, Sammi?" A little, I guess." Although I didn't want her confusion clearingtoo quickly, I'd forgotten I had to be honest with the Mistress. Forsome reason, my geas of honesty with her remained intact despite thefact that. I unhook your blouse hooks because it's restricting me to massage, without any hesitation she said ok within no time I unhooked her blouse. She was just in her petticoat I could not resist but somehow.I controlled and started giving massage on her back she was closing her eyes and enjoying the massage with the moaning. Aaaahh after some 20 minutes and I asked how your feeling aunty she said yeah am feeling better please continue rohan. I got excited and I slowly untied her petticoat and I.