Her hair smelled wonderful and she felt wonderful.Her neck was begging to be kissed so I moved my head down and munched on her neck while tightening m... arms around her waist which elicited a lightly audible, "mmmmmmmm" from her as she stretched her head back to expose as much of that kissable neck as possible.She started breathing harder while I worked on her neck and slipped my hand over the front of her shorts and down to her pussy. She turned and looked at me, "I missed you", she said."I. “What?” Gwenllian and her daughter asked in unison.“I have nothing to wear,” Gwenllian protested.“Nor have I,” said Nicola.“The dress you have on is quite adequate, Mrs. Price. As for you Nicola, you’re about my size. I’m sure we can find something in my wardrobe.” said Sharifa.Gwenllian had changed into a green three quarter length dress for dinner. It was the only one she had. “I don’t know...” she said uneasily.“Oh come on, mam. When was the last time you let your hair down? It’ll be. He reminded me of Don D****r, with the same clean cut, intense appearance. I was instantly attracted to him and my flirtatious side emerged. “Where are the k**s today?”, I asked. “They decided jet skiing and sea kayaking would be more fun that spending the day with their old dad”, he laughed. “And your husband?” “He decided sailing and snorkeling would be more fun that spending the day with his old wife! Don’t you think I’m more interesting to look at than a bunch of fish”, I quipped. Tom. KC called out to his father indismay."Daaaaad!"Dad sauntered out of the kitchen, house-dust peppering hisbalding head. He had grime on his thick, blunt fingers anda screwdriver in his shirt pocket. Graham, KC's olderbrother, swaggered along behind, sneering in abjectcontempt at the sound of KC's voice."What's up, Doc?" Dad asked, grinning from one side of hisface to the other. His smile was usually enough to warmKC's little heart, but he wasn't going to be cheered up soeasily. This must have.