John awoke as he did most mornings to the sound of the shower faucet being turned off. It was both his most anticipated and frustrating moment of every day. Walking in to the bathroom, there was his wife Sara. Looking every bit a women fifteen years younger than her, Sara had become a powerful executive.
My mother-in-law is an attractive mature lady of She is slim build and, most importantly, is of an older school of ladies who wear tights everyday, even under trousers. I have often fooled around with her, grabbing her arse when kissing goodbye etc, touching her nylon clad legs when out at parties, all of which were taken in good humour and a playful slap. Anne had asked me round to fix a problem on her computer, quite a regular occurrence!