When the door closed, he just sagged. Like he wasn't there any more.I stopped behind the stool next to him, and said, "That was a good thing you done.... He straitened up a little, and looked up at me. I told him a little about the Martins and how Jeanna and Billy had just got married."I know how she feels," he said.Some how I knew it was the truth. I patted him on the shoulder and told Kelly I had to go make a patrol, and walked out to my cruiser.As I got in the car, I looked back. Kelly was. Suddenly, I fully realized what was happening: Mrs. K had been on to me for a while now! She knew I had been watching her as she sat there brushing her hair all those nights. Not only that, she had been intentionally dressing up in the sexiest outfit imaginable, and shamelessly putting her body on display. Obviously I loved watching her, but it had never occurred to me that Mrs. K might actually enjoy being watched. And tonight, she apparently had planned something special, just for my. “We’ve been expecting you,” they said in unison. They brought out glasses for all of them and made her feel welcome and at home. They exchanged more courtesies as they tasted wine. The Zwilling brothers had come from Denmark, selling the fishing boats they’d inherited from their father to make a go of things on their own in the States. They had met a wine importer who thought things were really heating up in Colorado and had opened a wine shop in LoDo. Heather in turn told them her own story,. He'd seen them through her wet shirt. Maybe he deserved a peek, a look at what the boys she was fucking got to see?George stood up, then, and slammed down the rest of the beer. He was drunk, and he knew it. He should probably just go to bed. But even as he thought this, he left his cock hanging out in the open as he staggered toward the stairs, and then made his way up them.He paused at the door. It was the door to Amy's room. The light was on, but no sound could be heard from within.She's my.