All that was on my mind all day was that it was Thursday and I would be picking my wife up the next night. I could not think of anything other than ho... I wanted to rip her clothes off. I wanted to fuck her more than I had in years. I drove home and decided I didn't feel like cooking for myself, so I ordered a pizza for delivery. It was close to 10 PM when my wife texted and told me to get on my laptop so we could skype. I opened my computer and sat waiting on her call. Finally, the call came.. .. please."Darra couldn't resist the pleading in his eyes. "Okay, sure. What time?" Around seven okay?" Ashon still held her eyes with his."Fine, can I bring anything?" No, not a thing. You can point me in the direction of the nearest grocery store, though."Darra gave him directions, and then went back to her novel and her seat on the swing. When she noticed she'd read the same paragraph three times, she finally put it down, and let her mind wind itself around the man that had moved into the. One of the slugs was a bit more quick witted than the rest of them and ran, lumbered, to stop her and he tripped over my foot, I admit, hastily placed; then I trod on his head, face down, forcing it to stay on the ground to make sure he stayed."Who are you going to make your slave this time old woman, one of these three slugs? The people on the bus are my family, including eleven children, and even the youngest would spit in your eye before accepting your orders. I brought them over here. She had this very naughty smile after she gave me her number but I didn’t know what to take of it as maybe If I hit on her what if she made a scene out of it? So I was thinking of a plan. We were texting on WhatsApp, just the usual texts. One fine day I had this naughty WhatsApp forward message which I forwarded to her and immediately I sent a sorry saying the wrong message, guess what? She texted me back saying “Hahaha, that is indeed hilarious, I enjoyed reading it even if it wasn’t for me.