"Gee, Mrs. Maxwell, I think anything you wore would get a guy excited." Oh, cool, Ron. The minute I said it I knew it was stupid. But she acted like i... was just what she wanted to hear."Oh, honey, you're so nice. And so complimentary." And she reached over and put her hand on my cheek and drew me closer to her and kissed me on the lips. Just a little bitty kiss, but on the lips! "But, Ron, you've got to drop the Mrs. Maxwell stuff. Please, just call me Sonia."Then she brushed my cheek with the. . oh pooh! What is that awful smell?”Amanda was becoming aware of Jared’s unwashed body odor and the smell of stale beer drying up on the floor plus the smell of mud and dirt. Then she spotted the thing that Jared was hoping she might miss.Amanda stood motionless and slightly dazed by the scene before her eyes until those eyes fell upon a little pile of wet clothes lying just over the back of the bean-bag. Very quietly and deliberately she picked her way through all the garbage then bent down. As my tongue was fixed on her clit I slipped a finger inside her wet pussy, then she erupted, screaming, gasping, groaning she did it all as she tried to get away as I licked and fingered her quicker her juices were flowing and then she went rigid, groaned and fell limp. As I moved my lips onto hers she kissed me hungrily.I stood up and in front of her stripped off, my saggy 44DD tits drooped down as I took all my clothes off except my knickers and sat next to her. She moved forward and fondled. So far so good. The following morning Linda and I went into town to see a lawyer and have some contracts made up. We returned to the house to await word that Jack was sequestered in the local jail. That afternoon we got the call and drove to the police station. We asked to speak to Jack alone and were ushered into a visiting room. “So, Jack, how much prison time do you think you will get for attempted murder?” I asked. Jack said nothing and just stared at his cuffed hands. “I’ll tell.