"Please don't be mad at me, but I just talked to the services. I know you already did earlier today, but since we recommended them, I was a little wor...ied that they would..."Diana put her hand on Margaret's. "Chill out. I'm not mad. Evie already told us. I appreciate it. The stress of the last thirty-six hours, plus two nights of sleep on an airplane have about worn us out. My husband is stretched tight as a drum, and this is his wedding night..."Margaret smiled a little as she interrupted,. People may recognize you and who knows what will happen if they do. Think about what I said as I don’t want to cause you any problems.”After a little while she said, “You are probably right. I will miss talking to you.”“We can still talk as the phone is a wonderful thing. I can take our talk to the next level as I tell you about what I am going to do to you when I see you again.”“Adam stop that, you have me blushing.”There was a little more talk with Adam telling Erin he was happy in talking to. It was so passionate call that day and at the end of the call, she invited me to her home on Saturday.I reached her home around 11 am and taken some lovely flowers and chocolates with me and rang the bell. And, there’s come the most gorgeous and beautiful lady with a killer smile on her face. She’s wearing a white deep neck t-shirt slightly revealing her round shaped melons and thunder thighs covered by black pant. I entered in and hugged her and she must have noticed my bulge in my pants for. I wanted him to finish the job he had started. I cried out in frustration, “Oh baby, don't stop. Please, touch me….I am so close….please finish me off….” my voice shaking in frustrated excitement. I was begging my son to finger me again. Gary knew how close he had me. I could feel my face, neck and chest burn as the reddened with my shame.I lay there panting, my breasts heaving; frustrated by being so close, but denied my release by my son. Despite the fact that Gary was no longer touching me,.