He turned to Susan and said, "Mom, what's going on? Why are you just standing there when these two are trying to tie me up?"Susan looked down at the f...oor guiltily. "I'm so sorry, Son. But they made me promise not to interfere. They said this is for your own benefit. And if anyone should know about these things, it's Xania and Suzanne, don't you think?" She looked up with tentative hope that he would understand.Suzanne spoke before Alan could reply. "Alan, Sweetie, did you or did you not. ” I blushed and slightly gave a tap with my foot on his cheek.I said, “Why kaka, your wife was also beautiful I guess.” He smiled and said, “I don’t think so Bahu. She is full of hair and her skin is also very hard, if I had a woman like you, I wouldn’t have gone out of the bedroom.” I laughed and held his shirt pulled him up and placed my lips over his.I gave a passionate kiss and said, “Your wife was lucky to have a man like you. How did you get this amount of stamina? You made me crazy for. And you are?’ ‘Arnold.’ He shook her hand and then excused himself for a moment. He approached the juke box, inserted a dime into the slot and then searched through its library for a song. The same song he’d played thirty-five years ago. He found it and pressed the play button. Seconds later Sinatra’s voice floated out of the speakers crooning about summer winds blowing in from across the sea. Arnold came back to her and extended his hand. ‘Deidre, would you please honour me with this dance?’. Suddenly I’m standing in our backyard sandwiched between my two housemates, wearing nothing but my panties. He moves his mouth to my neck, his lips tasting my skin while his fingertips work my nipple into a hard, aching point. I tip my head back and watch Beth as Lucas kisses his way down my throat. “We don’t have much time,” she says. “People will be looking for us soon. Please, Ellie. He’s so good.” Lucas’s breathy laugh warms my skin. His hand glides from my breast to my belly, slipping.