“This is a nice surprise.” The ineptitude of her words made her wince a little. She shivered slightly as the electrical touch evinced a reaction. He had managed to appropriate a bottle of wine from home and had stashed it in the fridge to chill. He slipped the robe off of her shoulders and kissed each of them as she sat there immobile, her arms hanging at her sides. Jean had noticed a change in Abby. Jean and Robert lived, very much in love until; she was killed in a road traffic accident. Slowly, his hands covered her knees then, slowly travelling up in parallel lines, over her thighs, meeting at her mons, then, over her stomach in a delicate touch that had her tingling in anticipation. Don’t wait up for me Bobby.”
“I won’t Mrs Howard; have a nice time.”
Mrs Howard kissed his cheek, momentarily showing most of her breasts in a tight cleavage, his eyes dropped to them as he blushed from her peck.
