Then, I put on a cap which had Speedo stitched onthe front of it. Finally, we both slipped our feet into some flips flopsand dashed out of his door fo... breakfast. We were both feeling anxious because nearly an hour, filled with lots of sex, had elapsed since Bob'sdad had called us to breakfast. We were going to have to eat quickly, if wewere going to make it to our Saturday morning swim practice on time. I fought the urge to hold his hand as we walked down the hall to thekitchen. It was just. The scene changed from that of a monotone urban scene to that of a rainy afternoon, her gloved right hand holding aloft a mighty shield of fabric, sat atop a metallic pole leading to a plastic handle. Clenching it harder, she looked down at the younger figure, a statuette made in her image but with less material, tugging at her left arm and moving closer. Instead of having the calming environment stabilize, she was witness to the line breaking apart, the continuous stream of information ripped. And of course, we were both 30 years old at that point. Which was when the "quit the job you love so our new neighbors can stop looking down their noses at your truck" nonsense started. Never mind that I had been the one that paid for the house. We can forget details like that.I had built up a sizable business. She might make more than me, but it wasn't by much. I enjoyed the work I did, and the neighbors, in the odd event that they actually cared about anything but the big diesel engine. ‘You dirty little bastard!’ She shrieked, I jumped so violently I fell from the ivory, landing with a sickeningly loud thump. Vanessa leapt onto my body, her thighs tight around my chest. Her face was furious, but suddenly, as she felt my wet shorts and firm erection, she smiled. ‘So… you’re horny are you?’‘A… little…’ I whispered, mortified at having been seen.‘Did you see me naked earlier on?’‘A… little…’ I whispered again.‘Then it’s only fair that I see you naked isn’t it?’ ‘What’s going on.