Josh hung his shirt and jeans over the beam above the fire so it would dry faster. “You should get those wet clothes off” Josh suggested as he lo...ked at her to assess her situation. Liz started unbuttoning her flannel shirt and said “I guess this makes two days in a row you are gonna get my clothes off me” as she smiled and slowly began to undress. Josh stood and watched her as she pulled off her soaking wet shirt. She had a small white tank top on and it was also drenched by the flood. . There was no telling her to do her homework; she'd have it done. Tiffany was very sober, responsible, and competent for a nine-year-old, and somehow, Mike wondered how they'd come up with raising such a child. Henry was more like you expected for a six-year-old, a typical pain in the butt, but Tiffany could keep him under control when Mike and Kirsten couldn't."What's the homework today?" Mike asked."Multiplying three-digit numbers," Tiffany replied, and then frowned, "It's HARD, Daddy."Mike. I lay on top of you, arms on either side, as we embrace and kiss, your hands roaming over my body. Again your hands pull my waist into you, pressing me between your legs, grinding into each other. I unbutton your sweater, one by one, kissing down from your neck to your chest and between your breasts. Your breasts are so perfect, so firm and just the perfect size. I lay on my side next to you, kissing your nipples, playing with your nipples between my teeth, gently biting them and pulling them. " And that's just it. I don't want her to know about it, just yet. I want to go home, looking like this, and seduce Mike. He might not be so willing if he knows I don't need it." Last time I looked at his record, there was no insanity marked on it. Of course he'll be willing! Any man would be." Even so. I want to do it with him once, just like we've just done, with no complications. Then..." Then?" Then, I don't know. I'll tell him the truth, of course. And we can all talk it through. I'd like.