It’s a beautiful day,’ she replied and then asked, ‘Gus could we invite my friend Donna, she loves horses?’ Gus had met Donna briefly once and...he knew that she and his wife taught at the same school. He didn’t remember her very well and could not recall what she looked like. But if Barbara wanted to invite her he was comfortable with it. He secretly hoped that she wouldn’t be a pain in the ass. ‘If you want to invite her, I guess its okay,’ Gus agreed. ‘Oh good, you’ll love her,’ Barbara gushed. Second of all, the time he tended to be there — around four o'clock in the afternoon — was the slowest time of the day for Brannigan Station since lunch had ended and dinner had yet to begin. Often he was the only customer in the place at this hour. The most significant reason — the reason that kept him coming back — was that even if there were customers in the place, they tended to be older people in their late-thirties to mid-sixties which meant that very few of them even knew who Jake. The kids beg her for a snack. While the kids are snacking, she cooks dinner and straightens the house. She wants things to be nice when her husband gets home.HE walks in the door. The kids rush to him. His face brightens as he hugs and kisses them. She eagerly awaits her turn, happy to see her husband at the end of the day. He lightly pecks her on the lips, squeezes her tits and heads to the office to work on the computer. She follows him and asks how his day went. He doesn't want to talk about. "Grab the foot board." I do as directed. She slightly spreads my legs, reaching between to pull down the zip. She pushes my pants down my hips without unclasping them and taking my silk shorts with them. She stops just as my slacks reach the head of my erection. I turn pulling the minx into my arms and throwing her down on the bed. As I climb atop her, she releases my cock and hips by pulling my slacks further down.I bite down on her left nipple as my erection bobs into the lushness of Teri's.