.porch?”.She stood in the doorway still looking at him in mock interest. “You did huh? You asking me or telling me k**?” Her voice taking on a s...rcastic tone.“Erm...telling?”.“Telling me huh? Then what the fuck were you doing behind the bush?” Her voice raising in mock anger knowing it would fluster him.He fumbled for words “I...I was just...I didn’t want to startle you is all”.She moved closer “Tell the TRUTH or its going to get a lot worse for you. You saw me didn’t you? Huh?”. She was now. From then no words rolled between us. I took her hand and planted a kiss on her wrist for which she moved a little close to me and was closing her eyes theI moved from hand to her neck and my breath got heavy and warm. I can feel her body also turned wear and she was catching my head and pushing towards her. I licked her neck and bit her ear lobes and moved towards her rosy lips. I put my lips on her lips and mounted a sweet kiss for which she gave a sound hhhhmmm. We kissed gently for almost. 4 days until the weekend felt like months, but I still had enough time to get prepared for it. I went into the city center on Wednesday to buy me a nice set of lingerie. I know my husband likes it super erotic and prefers it to be black, so I bought a string with an open crotch, an open cup bra, a garter belt all with a lot of lace and fishnet stockings, all black. I already had a pair of high heels I will wear and a bright red lipstick to put on. Buying all of this and having in mind wearing. To him, fighting was always an outdoor sport, unless you were being paid for it. In the past, he and Uncle Donald had been in at least three fights with each other, but in none of them were they allowed to fight to a conclusion, where a clear winner would have been declared. Both men were tough, but I'd have had to give the overall edge to my father. He operated without limits as to what he'd do in order to win. There had been a time when my mother had used the threat of Uncle Donald's coming.