Usually we got home within ten minutes of each other. We had a teenager named Melissa Doyle from two blocks away who babysat our two kids after school... We paid her a premium rate; the deal was when we wanted a sitter she was there, or she got one of her friends there, with a 100% guarantee of top-grade care. We'd done that for two years with great success; we'd also made Melissa very rich as teenage sitters go.Stacy flowed into my arms. "Hi, Lover. Have I told you recently how much I love you. I did not want to be alone. “I think you still owe me a dance, remember?” He smiled and replied, “I do remember something about that.” I walked over to the TV and found a music channel. Tom cleared a small area of the room to make a small dance floor for us. He took off his suit coat, loosened his tie and unbuttoned his top shirt button. Tom was a tall, powerfully built man. Even with my high heels, he was a couple of inches taller than me. The gray highlights around his temples made him look. ‘Isn’t Mary lovely,’ she said, indicating the beautiful girl, and I shrugged as noncommittally as I could with a raging hard-on. ‘Of course, you are not being truthful, but of course you must be thinking of your little girlfriend. Don’t worry about that. Neither she nor anyone else you two know will remember your relationship at all, just that she dated a nondescript guy and they recently broke up amicably when he moved to Europe.’ She grabbed my head and pulled it right next to her face,. David smiled at me. "God, that's my kind of girl," he said wistfully, gazing at me with a new appreciation, I'm sure. I winked and exhaled slowly. I was already feeling my body relax. I passed the bowl to him. "Here," I said, "you look like you could use some chillin' out after this morning's show." I squatted on the floor before him, knowing he couldn't help but stare at the soft sheer material of the yoga pants, and enjoying the feeling of being enjoyed that way. Sure enough, his gaze was.