Rhonda saw Mike looking down at her stretched flat next to him and she made sure her skirt was high enough to reveal her red frilly edged panties with...the little black bows. She could feel her slit start to produce some juices when she saw his eyes peek under her skirt.The redheaded cop did not realize it at the time, but Neferuptah had taken up residence deep inside her body just as she had all of the Murphy females ever since Lady Constance Murphy had disturbed her sleep almost a hundred. Hands pushing against the headboard they more often pulled against, my plump nipples straining for the ceiling, tightening atop my small round breasts. Then I was released.With a great sigh of relief, I slumped gently back to the mattress. My hands traced and chased eachother back to my shoulders and in sweeping circles on my stomache and across my now fully aroused tits until the left one settled on my right breast, pinching, pulling and gently thumping against my hardened nipple. My right. Up?" she asked tentatively"Your little ...display on my WIFE's PHONE!! That's whats UP!" spat Nick, angrilyNow, I know Nick better than anyone, and I fancied he wasn't entirely SERIOUS! Weird in the circumstances, I will grant you, but I clearly felt it. More SCENE SETTING HERE ....Lyn's (then) employer has a ZERO TOLERANCE policy on inter-staff relationships. You did NOT sh*g the help. Not openly, and not clandestinely. If the management found out, you were BOTH sacked. Gone, no. And where better to spread such news than at the saloon run by Walt Smith? We waltzed up to the bar, and I said, "Howdy, Walt. Heard any good news, lately?" Howdy Bill, Sam. Naw, nothin' special. Why, have ya got sumpthin' ya want to say?" Yep, as a matter of fact, we do. We just got a letter from the railroad sayin' that they're gonna start construction in early March an' they're gonna put in a station 'bout a mile from Hixville, next ta my property." Shit, Bill! That is good news! I'll spread.