By the time she had the dress in place, he was unable to bend to pull hisstockings on, even less his shoes which matched the dress in colour andadded ...ive inches to his otherwise modest height."I can't work dressed like this, I can hardly stand, let alone walk inthese heels," he complained again."Don't be a wuss," she told him, "you'll soon get used to them."To a certain extent he had to agree with her. After working on gettingtheir dinners ready for an hour or more, he was thinking more about. We sit there chatting and I ask him about the club, but he is very non committal and tells me to wait and see. We kiss but Henrietta doesn't want to cum and so we get up. I put on a light skirt and top and Henrietta puts on a flowery dress and she talks about breakfast."What would you like?" She asks me. "What is there?" Cereal or toast." She looks at me. "I would offer you a cooked breakfast but I am not allowed in the kitchen." Would you like a cooked breakfast?" I ask her."When Jenny is here. "A simple ring?" He took it out of the box and was surprised at how heavy it was for its size. The only decoration on it was a stylized letter 'C' inside the band, which he felt grateful for. It must have been an heirloom since it had signs of worn. Still, at least it fits his name. When he slipped the ring on his ring finger, it started to get warm. "Could have had a gold ring, at least."Written on the paper was a letter from her father. "Old man, you could have told me this before I left.". He held himself in place for a minute or two while we kissed deeply with my legs wrapped tightly around his back. It felt so good to feel full and know it was someone that I was really starting to care about. As Jackie started to move within me, I squeezed and released his back to keep the pace slow and deep. As he was pumping in and out of me our kissing went from light to full on forceful and deep tongue probing. It was during one of the forceful tongue battles that Jackie said he was.