"Honestly, I wanted to do this since last night. Watching you in the car earlier, that didn't help either."Her hand gradually gripped me more confiden...ly as she continued stroking me, less like she was getting ready to pull away at any second. She had probably been worried that I'd tell her to stop at first, but when I didn't initially put up much of a fight she correctly guessed that I wasn't going to."I had similar thoughts you know," I said. "Though they had a lot more to do with wanting to. ” She ends her comment with a smile that is all flight-attendant sharpness and pleasantry.Then we’re following her up the stairs. “There’s no one else home. My son is at school, husband is on his way back from Sydney. We’ve got all the time in the world to have our fun...”Into the bedroom, she heads over to the bed and sits down, ready for her interview.In close-up, cutting away to photos on the wall, wedding pictures, children, family shots, etc. “I met Anthony when we were both working for. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Ash sitting next to her, doing the exact opposite. He didn't wave or anything; he just sat there frowning, his russet brown eyes glaring through the window pane.Katrina sighed. She couldn't blame him for being miserably. Ash had gotten severely burned when trying to put out a fire that had happened at a nearby neighbor's house a few weeks ago. He had acted heroically when he rushed into the burning building to help pull one of the kids out from under. I moved Adam’s hand down between my legs. I lifted my dress and let Adam feel how wet I was. “I’m so fucking hard, Jennifer,” Adam said. “Please, tell me when can we meet and…?” “Soon,” I whispered, “I have invited you and your mother over my house for dinner.” “But,” Adam wanted to say something but then I heard Annie coming in the living room. I quickly got back to my seat and adjusted my clothes. “I should leave now. Mom would be waiting for me,” Adam said getting up. “Adam, your mom called.