"Look what you have done to my pants, slut!" I said, mocking anger. "Now I want you to get down there and clean my pants! Lick up all your nasty pussy...juice and clean me up! I can't have my wife seeing this!" Porsche saw the way I was playing our game and smiled. She dropped to her knees and began licking at the wet stain she had made. I grabbed a handful of her hair and rubbed her face in the wetness as well. She really did love being treated like this, so I decided to raise the stakes some I. I said yes I am.She was standing right in front of me now, so I reached up and pulled her head down to kiss her. She immediately gave me tongue and was enthusiastic. I told her I want to see her so I pushed her back up and undid the buttons on her uniform. They went all the way down so when I was done she was in her bra and panties. She crossed her arms over her breasts so I saw she was a bit shy. I said OK I will strip also so I stood up and took off my shirt and pants. We were both even now. " I don't, I'm going to go have a drink, then go back to bed." I said that only because I was wide awake all of a sudden."Where are you going then, maybe I'll join you?" he asked."I didn't invite you and I don't know any quiet clubs up here yet," I said."Unless you like Willie Nelson there are none," Simon said. "Hold on how are you fixed for balls?" What the hell do you mean?" I asked."There is a biker bar out on the road by the county sports complex. They only sell beer and dope, but they say. .. Oh my! Kenny, where did you get this?"Kenny saw where she was heading and shouted "OH NO!" Oh Janie, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to..."Janie stared in awe at the photograph. It was so clear and sharp that you could make out every detail. It was printed on 11 x 14 paper, matted, but unframed. What really caught Janie's eye was there, stooped down, she was in the photo. She was shown from the rear. Janie remembered working in her flowers. She loved taking care of the yard, weeding and pruning.