They had met again after a long time, years even. This time he had flown in, making excuses about a business trip. Their rendez-vous for lunch was the... hotel lobby. He arrived early, unable to fake coolness any longer. She was late, as usual. When he saw her, he felt the old familiar ache that only she inspired. The years had only made her eyes bigger and darker and her walk more sensuous: she wore the leather pants that had provoked such delightful dreams since he saw them first. Over lunch, he. He looked to her, a shit eating grin on his face, his brown eyes locking on hers. “Well, especially since I got married, I like to make cooking a team effort.” “I see.” “So I make the sausage Alfredo and my helper puts the effort into making the sauce, hey.” That was enough to get everyone at the table laughing. As they all laughed he kept his eyes on Kylie’s and she kept hers on his. It was obvious to him, she was sure, that he knew where this was going and that he was already intending on. " Hope you're happy. You never liked me." said Karen " I'm now very happy. You won't be. My son will E-mail you a good-bye."said Joan. As she went out what was left of the door with her bodyguard. The next day there was a E-mail from Brian. It read: WATCH THIS andthere was an attachment. She click on the attachment. The screen went to full size. On the screen there was Brian flanked by two women. They were large sizewith large breasts. One had reddish-brown hair the other. I thought she is not felling anything what I am felling.In addition to that she was also showing saree, dress as well. While she was leaving I helped her to take these purchased to her house and requested why don’t you wear these jewels and test how does they look like on you. She said good idea and started putting one necklace and earlobes. While she was trying for these new ornaments I sincerely watching at her belly and boobs visible from side in her blouse they were really damn good. I said.