“Well, I’ll talk it over with your Mum,” he said.“Do you know what would be really romantic?” I asked.“Why do I get the impression you’r... going to tell me whatever I say?”“Probably,” I replied, “because you know me too well. Why don’t you just book something and surprise her?”“Because she’d cut off parts of my body I’m quite attached to,” he replied, “your mother does NOT like surprises.”“Try it, maybe she’ll surprise you. How about if I pay for it, and you can tell her it’s your anniversary. She flung herself into bed in the dark room and hugged a pillow to her painted face. Somewhere in the midst of silently crying, something poked Maria in the shoulder. This scared her so bad she almost wet her pants. She looked up from the soggy, makeup covered pillow and saw a face beaming down on her. She didn’t have the time to find out who it was because the person jumped on her. The man wrapped her in a sexy embrace and kissed her neck. ‘Mikey,’ Maria whispered, relieved, knowing that. She wore a black executive suit which fit her toned body perfectly. Her legs were long and shapely and were perfectly accentuated by the black stockings she wore. She wore a white blouse underneath her jacket which showed just the right amount of cleavage."Not really in the mood to celebrate," Jeff murmured as he stepped into the awaiting elevator.Lisa followed him in and Jeff pressed the close door button. "Fifth floor right?" Jeff asked. Lisa nodded her head and said, "It's not everyday that. Michelle was gorgeous entirely. Beautiful girl with auburn hair to her boobs, tiny waist and a round ass that while wearing those jean shorts made my panties very wet. “Hey babe! Glad you could make it!” Michelle said as we hugged and gave each other a peck on the lips. “Hey Silvia!” Chris called from the living room. I came inside and shut the door. My feet wear soar from my heels, but I liked the way they looked so I kept them on. Chris was wearing a pair of basketball shorts and nothing.