Reed this is my wife Elizabeth. Nice to meetyou Elizabeth he said as he reaches out his hand to shake hers.Mr. Reed must have miss judged where he aim...ed his hand becauseinstead of shaking her hand he poked her in the left breast.Instead of apologizing he said soft. My wife looked at me and Ilooked at the floor what was I going to do he was my boss.Elizabeth can I call you Liz. Why? Yes. My wife said a littleunsteady. I’m having a little party at my mansion this weekend andI was hoping you. Peter and I were out for our date night last Friday when we had to come home early because of an incident at the Bistro. Peter needed to change his pants.”“We checked on Julie and Bobby, and they were tucked into bed and sleeping just like they should have been. We could hear John and Sharon splashing in the pool in the backyard. We went up to our room so Peter could change, and as you know, our bedroom overlooks the pool. I looked out the window to check on the kids just as they were getting. "Hold on and don't move, I'll get my own torch," I called."Thanks," she replied. "I don't like the dark at all."It didn't take long before I joined Chrissy in the loft with my own torch and held it up so she could continue her survey. I couldn't help but notice with all the ducking and bending she was having to do, her skirt was riding higher and higher. It wasn't the only thing rising to the occasion either, as I was definitely aware of my own erection.We'd reached the back of the loft and. She lazed around for most of the day, spending some time on chores and exercising, but taking rest for the most part. She wanted to be in good health for the baby she was sure destiny had in store for her in the near future.That evening she watched for signs of variance in Roger's routine. Her husband would usually read for a bit after dinner and retire early. On most week days he would pop a sleeping pill to ensure a good night's rest. Today was no exception.Dan kept a low profile during.