When William felt Arlene relaxing he took his finger from her and patted her thigh softly. He pulled his hand from the folds of her skirt, then he lea...ed over, kissed her on the cheek, and whispered, ‘Did you like your appetizer, sweetheart?’ ‘William, you’re terrible!’ she whispered. ‘Our waitress knew something was going on. I could see it in her eyes.’ ‘She probably did,’ her husband agreed. ‘But I doubt she had any idea what was going on. Did you like what I did?’ ‘It was wonderful! I felt. "Uh, uh, uh," with ever stroke you grunt. These are not moans or gasps but deep grunts. You roll over on your knees. Head on the bed, ass in the air. You arms are wrapped around your knees. "Fuck me, please fuck me, make me come." I slowly push harder, and you lean into my hand, moving your body back and forth mirroring my rhythm. Your knees are spread wide. Your grunts as quick and shallow, I know you are close. I whisper for you to hold on, to let it ride a little longer. I feel you let. Dad was brushing my hair out in the kitchen when the “women” returned a bit before 10. As we had all agreed, they didn’t ask about the night, but bustled around in a manner that suggested that they were sorely tempted to ask. When Dad finished with my hair, I stood, turned, and leaned into him, his arms going around me.“Thanks, Dad, for that and ... and everything. Rhee and I are going up to our room. We need to figure out what we’re doing this week. Since soccer practice starts next week, this. "I told you that taking this job would be trouble." Great," Caleb muttered aloud, pulling his mind back from how he got into this mess. "The voice in my head is saying 'I told you so' for a decision made six months ago" What was that, Captain Connor?" the man to his left asked.Caleb had been assigned the rank of Captain in the Texas Department of Public Safety."I said that I should have made a decision to get out of this business six months ago," Caleb said absently.He also absently noted that.