" Where?"I backed away. Our breaths were hard."I wanted the right guy who would wait for me until I was ready. I know you're that guy. I want to do it...at my house." But what about your mom?" I said. I met her mom several times when I was over to pick Kelly up. Kelly was the only child of her divorced mom."I'll call and see if she's there," she said.She sat up and hugged me. She trilled, "I'm so excited!"Kelly corrected her clothing, exited the car, and opened the passenger door to retrieve her. I was not looking forward to the next few hours.Some cheer was provided by the gardens, recently installed to the south of the Cathedral as part of a scheme intended to placate the Church elders who had so vehemently objected to the plans for the airship mooring. I walked beside the lawn, beneath mature plane, ginkgo, maple, lime, ash, mulberry and eucalyptus trees alongside neatly clipped box hedges, enjoying this patch of green in the centre of London's hectic business district. A small. “ In those three words she took one more step and smacked me so hard my head snapped to the left. “Maybe if you weren't so clueless you would have picked up the hints I've been dropping.” My head still to the left I ask, “What fucking hints?”“Did you even open the box on the kitchen table, asshole?” “What box?” I ask, looking over to the kitchen table where a long box sits with a bow on it. She's now beside the table and throws the box, aiming for my head. “Happy anniversary baby,” she hisses. “Was that dipped in your juicy pussy by any chance?” I enquired. “Think of it as a fusion of two of your favourite tastes, my fanny and chocolate” she replied. It was too dark to see but I knew Natalie would have a glint in her eye. She was right. I loved the taste of her juicy pussy. It has a sweet taste, not like chocolate is sweet but a unique taste of its own. I always enjoy going down on Natalie and she loves my tongue on her clit as well but that wasn’t likely to happen now, not in the.