’ ‘Umm, that’s interesting. Maybe in my efforts to balance the strength of the leads I went too far with the male characters. I’ll take a loo... at it again. Thanks for the candid comment.’ ‘You know, I think your comment about the males being wimps has some merit.’ Janelle said a couple of days later. ‘Would you mind taking a look at the latest draft of my new novel and give me your impressions?’ I was pleased she asked me but worried now that I had stuck my uneducated nose in where it didn’t. She glanced around and saw only one other person on the street. It was an elderly man walking out to get his mail. He watched the crime scene intently from his mailbox about thirty feet away. Tammie realized he would be of little use against the strong, younger cop if she tried to run to him for protection."Feet one foot apart, hands on the hood of the car," the policeman ordered. Tammie reluctantly complied. She felt his hands begin patting her down at the knees, moving slowly upward to her. ..She starts making out with me while she slowly rubs my cock through my shorts. I reach over and careers her tits… She had no bra on so I felt her nipples getting hard while I teased them with my finger.She pulls away and goes – “This can be only a one time thing okay…”I nodded and grabbed her and started kissing her… I threw her onto of me and we continued making out. She grinded her pussy against my cock, I felt like a teenager again, dry humping my high school sweetheart. I lift her shirt. She gave me an affectionate kiss and explained that I was to have a sexual adventure of my own. Dan had promised to provide me with a date for the weekend–one of his girl friends. The offer of the girl, plus the opportunity to see my wife in another man’s arms, clinched the deal for me. The hormone level in our two seats was pretty high. Beth went on to tell me that my blind date for the weekend was Kelli–a pretty redhead with a ‘stunning rack’–as Beth described her, and I was pretty sure.