Chris got my hand bandaged up and I went to the locker room to get changed. Some of the guys said hi and said they were glad to see me back, which fel... good to hear. I told them all it was good to be back and thanked them for their greetings.I got onto the ice and did a longer than normal stretching regimen and warm up skate. When I joined the shooting warm-up, I started with some light wrist shots and checked the hand for any issues before proceeding to light slap shots. The hand seemed to be. Surprised at her sudden rush of dominance, I decide to go along with it. Feeling her remove my shirt, I begin to become impatient so, wasting no time, I remove my shirt, pull my knickers off and place her head between my legs. Keeping an eye out for anyone heading for the kitchen and listening to everyone in the next room, I feel her tongue slide its way teasingly down my throbbing clit. Placing my hand on her head, I gently push her even further between my legs and slide my fingers through her. She did what I had asked her to do the very next day. I came in from work and supper wasn't ready, in fact it wasn't even started. My wife came walking down the hall drying her hair with a towel. I said where's supper? She said I just got home and hit the shower I didn't have time to make any. I said where where you? She said she had gone to the pawn shop to look for a ring and while she was there two construction workers came in . She said she had on a wife beater ( no bra ) and a denim mini. 6:34pm. Nobody. I pace the floor. I open the front door and look down the street. Just some kids playing. I go back inside and change clothes again. My neighbor, Meredith, hasn’t come home yet. She was my booze connection, if she doesn't show, my party will suck. I chew on a nail, look out the window again, chew the nail again. I go back in my bedroom and change my bra, look at it under my shirt and walk back to the front door again. 7:10pm. Nobody. 7:20pm Meredith drives up. I run out the door.