And so she grabbed hold of him, romantically so to speak. She moved towards him as she did and her lips surprisingly went in. She kissed him before he...kissed her. And yes, she slid her tongue in and it did its thing before he even had a “fighting” chance. She was sly. She was smooth. She did it so erotically no one ever saw it coming. No he didn’t either and that was because she was so damn smooth about what she did. But the water was beginning to get a little colder. So they shut it off. They. And then dragged me off my chair and tippy-toed towards our son's bedroom. Matt was sixteen going on seventeen and a shy kid. Never seen any girl call or come by and he has had very few friends. His bedroom door was slightly open and she motioned me to slowly peek. I was getting ready to find out what he was doing and then go, "You are caught, mister". But my hands were firmly gripped by my wife, who looked like she just saw a white angel land in our home and a smile that effused maternal. Her lips were bringing thoughts of having them wrapped around him. He had to switch these thoughts off and be a professional. Brent switched to her eyes. They were beautiful; the color sharp. Her makeup played on the color very well. He could clearly see that she was nervous. He wanted to put some fire in her eyes and capture that on film. What would it take to put it there? Tabitha thought the shoot was going well. Brent was giving very clear directions. She heard the click-click-click of the. During lunch I caught Mike looking down my boob tube, he had seen me wear this, article of clothing on more than one occasion. I enquired whether I could ask him a personal question, at first he began to hesitate, then he told me to ask, but there was no guarantee that he would answer. That was good enough, so I asked whether Mike found me sexy, and if so what made me sexy. He really became uncomfortable with this question, and began to mutter that I was beautiful in all aspects, and that I had.