“I’m going to need you to stand up.”She cursed and jumped to her feet, rolling her eyes at the ceiling.“Arms up, luv,” he said.She raised he... arms.“Let’s see here,” he said. He stood behind her and checked the pockets of her ripped baggy jeans. “Thick pants,” he said as he began to pat her down from her thighs to her feet. He slid his hands back up and felt around her inner thighs.She flinched and glared back at him. “Dude!”“It’s all right, luv,” he said.He patted her sweater—the back, the. Probably jerk off a lot!” he laughed. “I understand about the Strand but I did win the bet in Mexico! So don’t you have to do what I ask?”The sexy mother sipped her wine, “I said within reason! That’s not reasonable and you know that Fred Jackson!”He shrugged his shoulders and sighed deeply.“I know that night really excited you but I think we could still have fun at home,” she softly spoke. “Are you mad?”“I’m not mad,” he squinted, “Disappointed.”“Awwwwwww,” she sarcastically mocked him. She. The two walked into the locker room, searched for and took lockers right next to each other. Miss K split up when Tracy needed to change and walked over to the main weight room, which was suitably spacious and appointed with the necessary free weights and machines. Steeling herself and arming herself with an icy stare, she walked through the crowd of testosterone-addled men and went through her routine for free weights. As she looked at the mirrors surrounding the free weights, she could feel. She was in her legging and top and looks pretty decent.. we just exchanged few words while travelling and reached home..We all had dinner with kids and asked her to sleep in children bedroom as it has ample space (its a three bed single cot) customised for my children..Next day morning I booked her a cab to go for her office and come back.. while booking for return cab.. she just laughed while talking and i did not understand.. and being a Thursday .. i planned to come home early to give a.