Chapter 555 Neglected Black Housewife: 35

• "No." I tell her. "Your aunt Cyn was more anxious to just jump into it. She wasn't interested in candles, soft music or massage oils. This is all for you." I say, my hands moving up her arms, kneading her lovely brown flesh. "Just lie back and close your eyes." I tell her, as the back of my hand brushes against the side of her breast.
• "I'm kind of anxious too, Mike." Jasmine says, turning her head to look at me. "You saw my panties." She smiles.
• "All in due time." I say, moving to the other side of the bed and starting on her other hand. Trust me, it'll be worth it."