“I don’t like it, but I do it nonetheless, particularly on days when I feel lonely.”“You’re not alone. You have me.”“There’s a differe...ce between lonely and alone.”“What is it?”Abbey scrunched her face. “I… should have an answer for that,” she chuckled. “I’m feeling a little better now.”“I tend to have that effect on powerful women.”“You’re a powerful man.”“Am I?”She regarded his open face, his dark brown eyes focused on hers. Though she preferred to deny it, Abbey felt the mutual attraction,. He placed one hand round her throat and applied just enough pressure to stop her breathing. As he did, he moved between her legs, rubbing the tip of his cock against her pussy, feeling the warmth and wetness of her. He wanted desperately to fuck her but controlled himself. He watched her squirm as he permitted her small breaths and rubbed and pinched her nipples. He loved the feeling of her firm warm breasts in his hands. John gripped Emma's throat and as he did, kissed her mouth. He watched. "Okay, be right there." I made noises like I was gathering my things and moved along the dividing wall, looking between the boards if there were any possible way to see into her side. After all, it wasn't that I wanted to spy on my wife, but... during the week, Kate might just be over there and... I wasn't finding any type of view. I could see the shower curtain at one point, but not very well. I looked down at my shampoo bottle on the floor. Ahh. Some of the boards had warped near the bottom,. But I'm not rushing this. I mustn't rush it. It's too dangerous. I want to trust him so badly. But minimising the risks is important. I read that again and again. I'm going to have to ask him for references before I get in too deep. And I'm going to have to check them too. If I ever do meet him, I want to look into his eyes with confidence.Elaine smiled to herself, her gaze focussing on a single, twinkling light, set alone in the hills.God, his eyes... C'mon, think!I'd have to meet him and get.