Don't wanna be treading all kinds of crap around.” I smiled. “No, thanks. I doubt the wife'd like it much.” He smiled up back at me as he unlace... the black boots and tugged his feet out of them. I gulped and wondered why a sweaty football sock was making my stomach do the kind of flips that are generally reserved for, well, a sweaty rest of him. “Phone's in there.” I pointed to the living room. “You want a beer while you wait?” “Christ, yeah, mate! Been a shitter of a day.” “No probs.” I gently. I was speaking in admiration about nature.’ Bruce said it was okay. ‘I’m Bruce Payne, managing editor. We advertised for a sub editor but drew no responses.’ ‘Hi Bruce. I’m Hogan Harrison and was editor of a community newspaper in Sydney. My divorce has just come through so I’ve left that fuck hole. I finally caught the guy who I suspected was having his way with my life and kicked him in the nuts, really hard, as you might expect. At a result he lost a testicle and lost my wife’s favor and as. She told me that after I left earlier she had doubts about this evening as she's happily married and has never been unfaithful claiming putting what happened earlier down to the warm weather, but all that changed when I turned up.I smiled at her and pulled my chair up nearer to hers, leaned into her and gently kissed her lips at the same time resting my hand on her leg just below the hem of her dress, she eluded a little sigh and kissed back.I slowly ran my hand up under her dress and up her. Plus, it's been a while since I kicked your ass in a game of golf." Ron said with a grin. "All joking aside I really appreciate you guys letting me stay here for the week, it means a lot."We wouldn't have it any other way Ron." I said. "Make sure you don't make plans for dinner tomorrow, I'd like to make you a home cooked meal." Kim, you don't have to do that." Ron replied."I know, but I insist. You seem to have forgot with me being laid off I have all the time in the world. Prepping a dinner.