"The kids and I ate an hour ago. I'll get them started toward bed. You relax and eat."Darren barely managed a smile. Right, hit me with that and expec...t me to relax, no problem, he said to himself. He tossed his briefcase beside the desk, threw his coat over the desk chair, and sat down at the table. He picked at the food, barely noticing what he ate.Stephanie sat down across from him. "You really look wiped, honey." I am." Look, I hate to do this to you now, but we have a minor problem with me. She opened it and, wiping her shoes carefully on the mat in front of it, entered, followed closely by Peter, who left both doors open. In case we have to make a quick getaway, Jane thought.Peter took over the lead, and they made their way stealthily into the living room, breathing as quietly as they could. It was a perfectly ordinary living room, with a couch and big stuffed chairs and a television and bookshelves and framed prints on the walls. Over the couch there was a picture window,. Not that that mattered. It looked the same as it had before and as he entered the shop the same little bell overhead tinkled, just as he'd remembered, to announce his entrance.The old man looked up. He smiled for a moment as he recognized his visitor. "Mr. Pennyworth." he said in a voice tinged with sadness. "Come in. I've been expecting you."A large cushioned chair, just like the one he'd left at home appeared on the usually barren floor of the little shop. "Have a seat." said the old man, who. My breath catches in my throat. I love when he kisses me there. My lover knows how much my body craves his touch. He runs his fingers up my sides and runs them behind me. He lightly runs them up my back to the snap of my bra. He expertly releases me from it. My breasts are free within the lacy cups. He pulls the straps down and gives me a wicked smile. When he gives me that smile, I know he is about to give it to me. I can feel myself moisten. My pussy is more than ready. He throws the bra to.