I have been accepted into this town and have made many friends and enjoyed my work in the community, that has been the good part. The bad part was the...loss of my wife of six years, Nicolle, in a motor vehicle accident. As a Christian I was bound by my spiritual beliefs to forgive the drunken driver of the other vehicle, but believe me this has been very hard, I am after all, human. I have been surrounded by friends throughout my ordeal and this has been a great support to me, although some of. She gasped as he slid his hand up onto her inner thigh and began tracing his fingertips lightly around it. By now she was absolutely dripping and he could tell, the heat radiating from her little black thong. She put one arm behind her back to feel his cock straining against the fabric of his jeans. He began expertly flicking his index finger gently against her clit through her virtually non-existent underwear. He rubbed it hard and fast and as the first song ended and the crowd roared loudly. She said "only If you don't make things complicated." We got back into my truck and quickly headed back to my little apartment. On the drive back I had my hands between her legs, massaging her moist pussy through her jeans, they were soaked. She laid back on the seat with her eyes closed and moaned. I quickly parked the truck and took her right into the bedroom. Quickly peeled off her jeans, made her bend over while I ate her ass and wet pussy from behind, she moaned and quivered. She was well. " Would you be free to visit me at my apartment this morning so I can tell you what I want in more detail?" What time did you have in mind?" About eleven." Hmm, I have problem with that; I have a meeting with a client at 10:30, probably be through with him about 11:30. It would be about midday before I could get to your place." That's fine Arthur, see you then."I found Anita's business card in my jacket pocket, 'Anita Jensen, a beautiful name, ' I thought as I transcribed it into my address.