I delighted in the small touches and smiles he would give me over dinner. We would sneak kisses in the theater, his tongue gently flicking the corner ...f my mouth, making me hungry with desire. One night after a movie, we returned to his place for drinks, though I was secretly hoping for more. The tone of his voice as he talked about the film sent chills up my spine, and the conversation soon drifted near to silence. I could hear his breathing as he stared reflectively at the ivy closest to the. They insisted that they could handle things without me now that they knew who to confront. That was what I figured, so I headed home—I was in a hurry to see Joan.The Hopkins family saw to it that I received full credit for the rescue of Tony and the identification of the instigator of the kidnapping. I am not sure how much of a favor that was to me, but I did get a call from neighbors with a problem that need a detective with a gun.The call resulted from the standing problem of cattle rustling.. I was like mesmerized from her love. That was such an amazing moment and I was not able to think anything other than that kiss. She told me about her love for me and how fond I am to her. After lunch there was none in our room except her and me. She was sitting and reading some journal in a armless chair. I just went behind her and slowly without making any nice grabbed her big boobs. She was wearing a tight tops which had an front zip up to her boobs and back zip. The tops displayed her curves. "Enjoy yourself?" he asked."I'm so sorry" I stammered, "I didn't mean anything to happen, it never crossed my mind even"He was right in front of me and whipped the towel from my hands, my cock had completely shrunk away in the shock and fear."Ha! Look at that pathetic thing, you weren't honestly going to fuck her with that were you? You know your aunty Peggy prefers a real cock, like this" He pulled open his trousers and yanked out his cock. It was already hard, I guessed from watching us on.