Ron made a few phone calls and left for Howell about 30 minutes later. Ron pulled into the parking lot and saw that Brenda had found a spot close to t...e building. Howell did not have assigned parking spots. He got his briefcase out of the back of the Expedition and walked toward the office building."Good morning Mr. Simpson," the receptionist said with a big grin.Ron walked to his office and left with dismay at the pile of paperwork on his desk. His secretary came into his office and told him. She had decided, after listening to the forecast, to wear jeans and a tee shirt, adding the windbreaker for the morning chill. She regretted not bringing a warmer coat – the winery was some miles from the city and the air was colder as well as cleaner. Gloves might have been nice, too, she thought. Her hands turned cold as soon as she left the warmth of the car. She drew nearer to the group, and was relieved to pick out the familiar shape of Uncle Chester. Chester VanMeter wasn’t really her. He closed the curtain and we kissed for the longest time. Just enjoying feeling each other's bodies and feeling his sexy lips on mine, his tongue in my mouth and looking at his handsome face! I ran my hands all over his muscular body and being held close as he kissed me and ran his hands down my back. He told me to raise my hands and he whipped my nightie up over my head in one swift movement, and there I was - naked and feeling very flushed and excited. He smiled and told me how beautifull I. Even speaking on the telephone morning and long into the night wasn’t enough. Oh sure, the sound of your voice and how we would make love over the long distance lines (I am convinced the static on the lines was caused by our hot talk), just isn’t the same as being able to hold you in my arms and make long, slow and tender love together. The meetings broke up a day ahead but I decided not to tell you but rather to fly home after talking to you in the morning as if everything was as planned and.