Tom woke early the next morning and showered and shaved. He heard Kay who was downstairs in the kitchen preparing breakfast. He went downstairs and gave her a long hug. She said, "From now, every time we see each other let's hug. When do you think you will be home this evening as I have a craving for a curry, would you like an evening in with an Indian takeaway and a bottle of wine?"
Tom replied, "I would love that, I imagine early evening, I want to see the suitability of the accommodation, I have been told that I will have a bedroom, lounge and ensuite bathroom. I will also get an evening meal and breakfast, we haven't discussed the cost yet, so I still have a lot of questions to ask. How's Monday afternoon at five for you to view the penthouse? I have also spoken to the surveyor, and he will speak to the Managing Partner about the house, I think that he is interested in it."
Kay answered, "That's good news, it will be interesting to see what value they give the property. Monday is good for me, will we meet there or will you drive me?"
Tom said, "Next week, I am clearing my office until Tuesday then that's me free and I can then, all going well today, begin to find out where I am going to be sleeping a week on Sunday. Monday afternoon is good for me; he told me that the bathroom and kitchen are still to be finished, and we can choose the fittings that we want."
They then had breakfast. They hugged again just before Tom left, during the hug Kay said, "I am so looking forward to our hug when you get back."
He felt her pushing her pussy again with the slow circular motion, he replied, "Should we introduce a little kissing and touching too?"
He then moved her hair back, and his tongue licked her earlobe, he then kissed her neck. She responded by bringing her mouth close to his mouth and then a long passionate and tender tongue kiss. She said, "We are both adults with needs and urges, I feel comfortable when we hug, and I think that you do too. I won't wear any underwear this evening."
They kissed again then he left for the golf course. His mind was racing; he was looking forward to this evening. He had a message from Bunty suggesting that they would prepare a light lunch for him at two to allow him to taste their food. He replied saying that he would love that. He played well in the tournament but left after he had signed his card apologising to the Secretary that he had an important meeting this afternoon. He arrived at Bunty's villa at two minutes to two. It was very similar to Kay's villa, it had a long driveway with manicured gardens. It was most impressive.
He got out of his car and approached the front door, the door opened and there were two stunning Milfs, they were both tall with voluptuous bodies, they were two beautiful women. The gorgeous one, who had opened the door, offered her hand and said, "Hello Tom, I am Bunty, and this is my sister Jill, please come in as lunch is now ready."
They all shook hands and Tom was impressed with the firmness of both their handshakes. Bunty led them into the kitchen where the table was set for three. Jill said, "We have prepared a chicken casserole for you today, it is done using my mother's recipe, I am sure that you will enjoy it. Would you like a glass of wine with it?"
Tom replied, "I would love a glass but only one as I must drive home later this afternoon as I have a meeting at six. The casserole smells wonderful."
The casserole was excellent; they generally chatted over lunch. Tom soon realised that they were both two knowledgeable women. They both spoke knowledgeably on every subject that came up. They were both dressed casually; their outfits highlighted their curvy figures. Both had a sparkle in their eyes; Tom thought if he saw them at a dance he didn't know which one he would ask to dance first. Bunty said, "Let us show you around the house, I hope that we have what you are looking for as we both would like to make your stay comfortable."
When he heard this, he picked up the innuendo quickly. They showed him his rooms first, and he was impressed. The bedroom, lounge and bathroom were so well appointed, it was like a suite in a Five Star Hotel. Tom was then trying to put a price on it. He had approached a three-star hotel for dinner, bed and breakfast rate and they had offered an amount of seventy pounds per night, the five nights per week would be three hundred and fifty pounds per week which were more than Tom wanted to pay. Then they showed him the indoor pool. There was a thirty-meter pool with Jacuzzi, sauna and steam room. Jill said, with a sparkle in her eyes, "You don't need a swimming costume here as Bunty, and I love to swim nude."
Tom immediately thought that if it were three hundred and fifty pounds per week here, he would gladly pay it. They then showed him their winter garden and then their manicured gardens outside. It was impressive; there was a feeling of luxury with everything around the house. Tom had been taking pictures, and he now had over thirty of them with Bunty and Jill posing in several of them. They went into the lounge and Jill made some coffee. Over coffee Tom asked, "I am completely awestruck with what I have seen, now for the big question, how much will it cost me?"