Without breaking the French kiss, I inserted my hand inside her top (she was wearing a white top and long pink skirt and I was in a simple t shirt and...pink lined pajamas) and opened the strap with a single hand. Her black bra snapped up and my hands came back to the front to release the black bra from the front. The soft fleshy globes now being kneaded with pinching on the nipples were too much for her and she went straight into my pajamas and held it. I just took off her top and also her frock. My birthday gift is indeed the best. Could I take some pics for our memory?' She nodded smiling. After taking several poses at different angles, we kissed passionately for a long time until I realized she must be getting tired. 'Let me take you to rest.' 'Not before I show you this.' She unsnapped her front closing bra to reveal those perfect breasts that I adored for decades. I took pics close up, focusing on my admiration. Those reddish brown nipples were already pert up. Then I lifted her up. Jane had the basket on the table putting the damp clothes onto a clothes airy, fiddling with each one in front of me, getting the straps straight and the panties folded flat before hanging them up, I could feel my cock growing, as Jane finished she felt my shirt that was wet“Off with that” she said“It will be ok, soon be dry” I saidJane put her hands on the bottom of the tee shirt, lifting it over my head. I stood there in her kitchen only in my shorts“myyy, you are fit”Placing my shirt next to. It was two days after my erstwhile blackmailers had gone, that it started snowing seriously. It was coming down at the rate of six inches an hour, falling heavily, with no signs of stopping.I put another log on the fire and sighed contentedly.Supper that night had been very good. A rib eye steak, steamed Brussels sprouts, mashed potatoes, and home made gravy. All in all, it was a very good meal. I had enough steak left over, to make a healthy sized sandwich for tomorrow's lunch.I sighed again.