In the darkness, i could her her move to the bathroom and heard sounds of water. In a few minutes, the bathroom door clicked shut and i felt her warm ...body snuggle in to me. I could feel her skin, i thought she had stripped down in the bathroom. She fingered my shirt buttons and slowly unbuttonned my shirt. She rolled me over and took the shirt off. She placed the shirt on the table next to the bed. Next i felt her hands move towards my trousers and she unbuttoned the flap and zippered me down.. “I’d like to spend a few days there every week. I could sell the studio in Putney and save a small fortune.”And so the new phase in their lives began; Johnny worked in the City all week and returned to his wife in Fiddler’s Cottage on Friday evenings. Obviously both his parents and mine were delighted to see so much more of him and to think he valued the place he grew up in so much.For me it was a mixed blessing; I loved seeing more of the boy I adored but to do that, I had to accept the pain. A female head can be seen poking out from under bedcovers. Enter Carole, Stage Left, carrying a sack.Carole: “My first one! I wonder what it will be?” she walks over to the bed and reads aloud the note “Dear Santa – please can you give me something for my Blue Waffle?”Carole (to Audience): “Whatever can she mean?” she lifts bedcovers, and her eyes open wide with horror “OH MY GOD!” she replaces bed sheet. She rummages in sack “Ah, here it is! An extra large jar of Santa’s Special Cream – I’ll. Even though I am talking to her, my eyes are exploring each and every curve of her body, especially those milky boobs and whitish thighs. I wish to suck those tempting boobs that are hanging inside her t-shirt topped with the cherry sized nipple (may be the cool air coming from AC worked on those cute boobs). With these thoughts, I got an erection and tried my level best to hide that. Once the room was ready, she took me inside the room. I made her sit on a nice couch and came back side of her..