But it was Friday night and Gary might bring home his friends from work. Two weeks ago he had brought them home for dinner and she had not made enough... Gary was not happy. The next Friday she made too much, because they didn't come. Again he was not happy. I try so hard to please him, let me choose right this time.She decided again to make enough for Gary and his guests. She knew Gary didn't like leftovers, but she would rather have too much than not enough. She also had time to fix some snacks. I worried that I might be moving too fast. I changed the subject."Actually I dropped in to see if you would meet me for lunch tomorrow, so we can work out what we'd like to do on Friday night." Yes, that would be nice. Salad bar at 1?" Great, see you then. Bye!" Wait, Jon, I think I might get Vee to give you another assignment - I've never had a love letter, I might quite like them!" I've never written one either! My first attempt will probably be appalling. Promise me you'll give me an honest. My cock began to stir just at that sound.Sharon appeared in the lounge, wearing just her underwear and a big smile.“Hi honey,” she giggled. I wasn’t sure if she was talking to me or Chris.She looked amazing. She wore high heels, black stockings with a suspender belt, tiny little black panties, and a matching bra, showing off loads of cleavage. I had a grin from ear to ear, she giggled.“Wow, you look great, honey,” Chris remarked.Sharon opened her arms for an embrace from me, so I stood and. Now THAT was a scary thought...The next morning Beth was up and gone early; the one drawback to her new job was the long drive, which meant she had to leave earlier than when she was working at her folks' shop.I was proud of the fact that she'd chosen to leave the security of working for her parents for the uncertainty of seeking a job with another company, even if it was just for the summer.I rolled out about eight and finished up the pictures for Chet, then sent the files off to the lab for.