Joss, our babysitter was sitting on the couch with three passed out toddlers. Thank god, at least they were out. She began to turn off the TV but I sh...ok my head.“Could you stay a little later? I’ve got to get her into bed.”Joss, a gorgeous girl with high cheekbones, a wide smile and willowy ballet dancers figure nodded.“Sure. I’ll get the boys into bed.”“Thanks, doll.” Doll? Shit, maybe I was drunk. She blushed but then started to slowly lift the toddlers while I slowly lifted my wife into. ”“More guys should try it,” he said.“Wish I had done it sooner.”“Then we have some time to make up for,” he said.“Right now, though, let’s take a breather.”We got up, put on shorts and T-shirts and went into the living room. Rob opened another bottle of wine and I prepared a bowl to smoke. We sat on the couch, smoked a little and sipped slowly at the wine.We were quiet at first, mostly just looking at each other and smiling. An hour or so passed, then we started kissing again.Five minutes later. There was no water supply at that time so she was asking for a bottle of water. I checked her out. In her late twenties, she was an average looking lady. But she had awesome figure stats of 38-28-36. I gave her a bottle of water and she thanked me and left.From that day we started greeting each other daily whenever we saw each other. Her name was Anita. She was a part time designer and usually worked from home. She was married and her husband worked in local market. She had a daughter of 7. ”Phew, isn’t it hot? I don’t mind the heat but this humidity… I hate it.” Seeing her return to her, I quickly moved toward the low, three brick high border fence that ran along the boundary at this point. “Me too. It makes any exertion that much harder.” In fact, it was extremely hot standing there, in the direct sun, which arched down on us between our homes. Michelle was squinting as a result and I noticed a small drop of perspiration run down her neck, across her upper chest and disappear.