"Hi Anabelle. I'm Lisa, it's good to finally meet you too. Your mom has told me a lot about you, how you're an ace with computers and stuff." I smiled and took the offered hand and raised it to my lips like a gallant knight of old. Held it for longer that I strictly should have, my thumb gently caressing the smooth skin.<br/><br/><i>Damn, what am I doing? </i>I was desperately in love with Inga, she was beautiful, intelligent, successful, sexy and submissive, everything I could possibly want in a<s>wife</s>girlfriend. The fact that she was ten years older than me was irrelevant. But here before me was Inga as a much younger woman. Beautiful, intelligent, successful, sexy and... well, the last part I didn't know. But how could I not fall in love with the daughter if I was already in love with the mother.<br/><br/><i>I want you...!  </i>I am pretty good at keeping my expression under control, so I hope that the surge of lust didn't show on my face. Movement behind Anabelle caught my eye and I released the daughter's hand to head for the arms of my beloved. "Hey sweetie, you making it up to me?" I giggled as I deliberately slipped my arms inside her robe. pulling it open, pulling her beautiful naked body close so that she was hidden from her daughter.<br/><br/>An image flashed through my head of the two of them naked and tied together, mouth to crotch...<i>What are you thinking, Lisa? Stop it!</i><br/><br/>I banished the image with a passionate kiss on Inga's lips while squeezing her ass cheeks, then turned back to the food. "I got three different favourites. I figured we'd all have a bit of each?"