Monica gazed over my body she moved forwards on her knees, the tip of her tongue slid out, slowly licking them in what had to be the most blatantly se...ual come-on I have ever witnessed. Lying back I watched Monica ease her tongue out of her mouth and tentatively lick the head of his cock. The hand stroking him lowered all the way to the base to hold it still, while she slipped her left hand along his inner thigh and began to caress me. The only sounds that began to fill the bedroom were my. If real rape victims were subjected to that behavior, no wonder women refused to talk. She remembered the look of disgust and increased suspicion when she had asked for a lawyer, as if that request meant she was guilty of something even more heinous and prodded them to dig further into her private life.Once inside her room, she realized that her day wasn't over yet. The mess from the night before needed to be cleaned up. She stripped off the sheets and remade the bed. She took out the trash and. .who now live with meMy situation began when after a divorce, I was in need of a place to live for a while. On the suggestion of a mutual aquaintance I spoke with a lady under his employ, who might be able to accomodate me for a while. We talked briefly and she offered to let me stay at her place, as her two c***dren were at friends for the summer in Baltimore MD. I followed her home after she finished work and she welcomed me in and showed me around. That evening we went to a dance and had a. " The redhead said, breaking my joyful revelry."Huh, uh, I mean, hi Mark! I'm Janet, Janet Kincaid." Well Janet, you seem to know muscle cars. You drive like a pro!"I laughed as I gave the girl more gas. "My husband taught me on a car much like this one. That's who I'm thinking of buying it for. He gets home from Iraq in two weeks, and as luck would have it, he should be here on his birthday!"His smile was sincere. "Be sure to thank him for his service for me, okay?" You bet I will!"The sun was.