She had light blond hairs sparsely covering her mons and her lips were beautiful. She was already soaking wet and I could see her inner lips were part...ng. But just as my lips made contact with her, she grabbed my head and pulled me up. "Not yet Lee, I want to see you too." She pulled my shirt over my head and then surprised me by rolling us over. It was her turn to kiss her way down over my chest, her fingers fumbling with my shorts. She leaned back on her heels and that was an image I'll never. I was almost getting used to these kind of comments from him. It had seemed to start a few weeks before, come to think of it, it had started just shortly after he had gotten his new computer. He had started to make little comments about my effeminate nature. He'd tell me that I was pretty sometimes. Sometimes, he'd just comment on how girlish I seemed to be on some particular day. His comments were never rude or demeaning, just point blank observations from him about me.I had started to get. That meant a half hour each morning and a half hour each evening to be in each other’s arms, kissing, and when nobody was looking, slipping a hand down each other’s pants and feeling how much we turned each other on. Sometimes, we would leave home a little early so we would have time to go somewhere where we could and did make love. Or meet-up at lunch time for a nooner. We obviously couldn’t make love at either of our homes, with spouses and nosy neighbors to find out about us. And these. I politely indicated that I wondered what the hell he was talking about. I thought they were simply intending a stopover on their way to the south coast."Valerie said you were going to look at some birds at Langmere," I said.He looked away. "Um, yes. Well, I am, but I was hoping Portia and the kids could stay with you just for a few days. You've got a nice big house, and I might need to camp out overnight, so it's best, if they..."Portia looked at me – still with that unhappy expression. "The.