.but I needed to stay professional as hard as it was and how hard you were secretly making me. My hands immediately started rubbing and squeezing them... They felt so perfect in my hands, as if they were meant to be held by me. I realized I had already spent five minutes on them and tried to bring myself back to reality by deciding to move on. I headed back down to your thighs, then your knees, calves, and finally feet. As I worked back up to your thighs, I looked at the towel and my mind began. A necklace, small chandelier ear rings and bangles in each hand to go with it. “come in.” She said. I went in. The room was dimly lit with the ceiling lights. The closed windows were covered with nice curtains and to add to that, a beautiful room freshener. It was a perfect atmosphere for date. She closed the door. As soon as i turned towards her, she asked, “how am i looking?”“stunning to say the least!” I was surprised that i found the words. She blushed. “a rose for a queen!” I offered the. We had two girls and two boys, and I was very proud of them. I spent at least two evenings a week playing with them and as a family we all went to church together on Sunday mornings and to visit the grandparents in the afternoon after lunch.Saturdays, unless there was some formal function that Nora and I had to attend, I played golf in the morning, then spent the afternoon with friends and evening with whichever mistress I had at the time. The other three nights of the week I normally spent in. In fact, they even suspected she rather liked it, and look they did. Bare legs, all the way to heaven’s door, an occasional glimpse of bikini style panties, and nipples protruding beneath a ragged shirt. Sandy was their living wet dream and they were glad they had been invited to go swimming with her. “You gonna go swimming in your shorts?” Sandy asked as she motioned them inside, “Or do you need to change first?” “No, just what we're wearing,” Bob said as they followed Sandy through the.