She was married and had a son. She had a chubby body, round ass, big boobs, wheatish skin tone and long silky black hair. She was of my mom’s age. H...er husband and son had died a few months ago in an accident. Since then she used to treat me like her son and would hug me very often. My mom never objected as she thought that our relationship was of a mother-son.One fine day, when I woke up, I found Bai sleeping besides me. She said, “I thought of giving you a surprise. I will now be staying with. West in and make her pay for her mistakes.~~Mr. Johnson passed by Ms. West's desk. He saw her playing a solitaire game which he told her he did not want her playing during business hours. He was not happy with her already. It wasn't helping for her lack of etiquette on the job."Good morning Ms. West. I told you about your game playing at work. You are at work, and there's no game playing here. Please get me a coffee and bring your steno pad. I have some letters I need for you to type. . My auntie had left for work already and there was no-one in the house. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed myself some cereal. As I sat down to eat breakfast I noticed someone walk past the window. It was the gardener doing his morning chores. He was a young guy, maybe in his early 20's, Italian looking with black hair and a lightly tanned complexion. He looked quite sexy with his ripped abs and toned muscles. I waved at him as he stared back blankly, his mouth a gaze. What was wrong with. Handing the slip of paper to Tiffany, hesaid, "She's one of my customers."Tiffany beamed. "Thanks." My pleasure," the insurance agent said, his eyes taking in the bountyof Tiffany's magnificent bosom.She saw him staring, and her smile broadened. They never get too old toadmire a pair of tits, she thought, especially when they're enhanced bysuch a wonderful product as the bra she wore beneath her tight silkblouse.The new address was on the outskirts of town. It was still early in theday. Rush.