She turned around and smiled some more and as she did she took off her skirt. I watched her drop it to the floor. She wore a slip beneath it which onl... made me hornier. I knew what was going to happen. I felt like that little kid who sees a woman’s slip for the very first time in his life. She kicked off her heels. For a woman her age I thought. She sure had some sweet looking legs. She continued to smile right at me as she watched me watch her slowly become undressed. She stepped forward.. It turned me on years before this night and nothing had changed. She was wearing all black at this particular family reunion, which were few and far between. Low cut tank top with a thick black jacket over it and a skirt to boot. Admittedly, it was too much for me at first, overwhelming how much I still wanted her. I had to disengage this, I had to level this immediate sexual attraction to her, the magnetism of it was too much for the context. I waited till no one had me in conversation and. He said yes, but I want some of the ass too bitch, something I wasn't expecting at all, made me kinda scared, so my reply was what about later, maybe next time, mutually agreed. I was still talking, apparently too much so, when he slapped the shit out of me and screamed like a lunatic, on your knees whore, which I did, again, apparently not fast enough, when he put me in cold blooded choke-hold, had me fucked me-although it was erotic to some degree or so it seemed, couldn't completely decipher. Grace lifted her chin and replied, “On the contrary, Lorraine. I don’t need or want your acceptance. But thanks for the heads up.”“Well, at least this time, you won’t catch your broad in bed with her boss,” Marcus chuckled. “Does Grace know about Louise?”Mac glowered at his father. “I think that Grace and I will be dining out tonight. We will see you in the morning.”“Still a pussy, huh, boy? Turn and run anytime someone hurts your feelings?” Marcus scoffed.“No, I just prefer to handle you and.