A lot of high profile business owners would be there as well as Loni, the head of the organisation. Loni herself was a mover and shaker around town. T...hings were going well and Matt stayed busy all night. Towards the end of the night Matt walked an older drunk couple to their room. He walked back to the elevator just as the door opened and there was Loni. "Oh, Matt, right? Yes Matt, please come with me I need your help with some thing." Matt followed Loni done the hall to her room. He wondered. After coming to home at night 8 i went saw my mom what she is doing and she was folding the dress and keeping inside the cupboard. I thought it is the right time to go with my plan and saw my dad fully drunk and sleept. I went near my mom and asked her if she wanted some cool drink and she said ok and i went and brought the maaza and proued in a glass and mixed the sleeping pills in kitchen and went and give to my mom she drunk and conitued with her work and i went to watch tv i know its takes. Time goes very slow tied to a chair in the darkness I discovered.I heard laughter…then voices.“Hi honey, I am home,” I heard my wife say.I felt a hand. Her hand. Long nails caressing my cock and then squeezing my balls.I could hear them kissing and a moan escaping her lips. My ears pricked to hear the slightest noise, to feed pictures into my imagination of what was happening.A zip. That unmistakable sound. A long zip. It was her dress. I recalled the memory of earlier, her sliding the dress. These people have a lot to complain about and you think to yourself, “wow, their life must really suck”.So why are they always so damn happy? Never without a grin, always giving an enthusiastic wave and a “how do ya do” no matter what time of the day and no matter what day of the week. Life consistently gives them the shaft and yet they carry on like every day is the best damn day of their life. What’s their secret? Is it a loving partner that cares for them? Nope. Is it a newfound religion?.