Chapter 117

Mona swallowed hard at the mesmerizing sight before her. Her hand hung in the air and she couldn't do anything but relish the delicacy before her. She wished she could be wrapped in that strong muscular body.

"Momma, what are you doing? Why is your hand hanging in the air?" Little Stephanie asked, looking confused as her mother's hands were hanging in the air.

Was it a form of exercise? Or were her mother's hands paining her? Was she tired and had to do some exercise? All these thoughts were running through Little Stephanie's mind until the Until she heard Lester's voice.

Mona's face immediately flushed red out of embarrassment. Lester didn't make matters easier as he chuckled lightly. If only Mona could see a place to hide!

"Baby, she has been working all day and needs to exercise her hands. It's… a form of hand meditation," Lester cooked up a story for her.