She dos’t wear any undergarment and we statted kiss each other. I press her boobs and she masseged my panice from the lower. We went to bed and make...love after some time I went to my home.Days passed, one day my wife’s sister, let’s call her sonia (not real name, at that time she was 29 yrs old) call me at her house. I went there my wife was not there,I ask her what’s the problem. She said that she wants to kiss me. I was shocked and ask her that she know that I loved her sister and wants to. You need to hold your posture better infuture." she says with a sneer. "Upright then girls, and each do the makeup of the girl next to you. Maid Mandy, show our new slut how things aredone here. Because how are things done here?" They are done correctly Mistress Black," the girls reply in chorus,making her laugh"Good, now get too it girls, we barely have three hours more trainingtime" she says and leaves us.I turn to face Maid Mandy and start to speak. She shushes me, "Nospeaking when mistress. ..listen I'm sorry, but if they don't like you I need to nip this off in the bud. I don't want my heart broken, or yours. Before I get...before we go further they need to meet you and give me their okay. It's not fair to you I realize but, it is what it is. I can't be with someone they don't approve of.” She looks up at you with her deep blue eyes. “Do you understand?”You nod. It was a little strange given the fact that her kids were adults, but you could understand where she was coming from. Ron was his childhood friend who Jeremy brought with him to the top. Ron’s expertise in organization, memory retention and people skills served him well in dealing with a broad range of employees. Ron was also his wingman and understood the one ring hang up. Time for the Fuck and Chuck. Jeremy stopped the car at the front of his house. “Ron what’s up? No… You can’t be serious. Why? Who the hell is that? Is it important? Well why can’t you just handle it? Yea? Yea… okay… I don’t get why they.