She stood in front of the fridge, filling a glass with water. She looked at him and smiled, she was flat footed, her hair was tousled due to her short... use-the-window-as-a-pillow nap in the car, and her cardigan sleeves covered half of her hands. She sipped the water, and walked over to him, pressing her moist lips to his. He heard the glass ‘Clink!’ against the counter as she pressed her hips against his and kissed him passionately, a small whimper escaped her throat. Megan was getting wet. We were three stories up, looking down on a busy side street, the buildings opposite looked their age, with little balconies on the second tier, one of which caught my eye, or should I say, I caught his, as he was staring directly at me, but I braved it and stood my ground, letting him take in the view, convincing myself I looked like a boy from that distance, and as suddenly as he looked he averted his gaze in another direction, and I cursed my lack of breasts, desperate to attract men to want. He had it on good authority that Ryan kept a girl there. The mere thought of it had Jake's throat closing shut. With an abrupt kick, Jake sent Midnight into a gallop back toward his cattle, his men and his home. To fucking hell with Ryan. * It was several hours later when Jake found himself pushing through the doors of the saloon in Las Piedras. He had completed his ride, settled the cattle with his foreman, washed the road dust off his body, and eaten the best steak and eggs he'd ever had,. I go home, thankful that my husband won’t be home until later and giving me the house to myself. I run a bath, pour in some expensive oils that will make my skin supple and smooth, then take out a razor and start to prepare myself for him, just like he told me to.Once the bath is done with, it’s time to get dressed.I slip into the slutty black PVC basque, the matching crotchless panties and stockings. Over the top, I wear a simple wrap dress with a plunging neckline that shows of my ample.