” They opened the drapes and looked out onto a winter ravaged back yard, “We still need to make love out there; it’s too cold or we could today....�� Greg pressed her body against the glass; Laura shivered at the cool on her chest. This love making began with warm touches all over Laura’s back as her front pressed against the clear, cold, hard window. She gave her senses to conflicting stimulation. Her breath fogged glass. Suddenly Greg turned her and pulled her body into a consuming kiss. With. ”“What did she want?”“She wanted to give me a blow job. But she didn’t, there wasn’t time—“Belinda began to scramble out from under me. “So, there wasn’t time. How terribly sad for you!”“No, Belinda, I—”“Get off me. Take me home.”“Oh, please—”“GET OFF ME!!”I got off her, my hot cock still wobbling from my crotch. She fumed and fussed as she found her clothing and put it on, piece by piece, and I did the same with mine, though it was difficult to slip my lower garments over my swollen,. A third of the way along, at my own head height, was a knotty eye in the wood, a small eye which nevertheless allowed me good visibility of next doors rear garden. I peered through and was met by a radiant site of female wonderment.Marnie was laid on a mat sunning herself, her body clad in a bikini that was more sea-stack than atoll. The black of the material contrasted beautifully with her olive skin, and her slightly spread legs offered me a view of her inner thighs, though sadly the black. The worst was a prank call about my mother being killed in a car wreck which forced me to leave merger talks to fly home. My mother is my last surviving blood family. We buried my father and brother ten years prior after a semi truck ran a red light.After discovering my mother wasn’t dead, I laid holy hell upon the whole damn lot of them. One year later I still refused to allow them in my home or talk to them. April wasn’t involved in that stunt thank goodness. If she was, I may have filed then.