As I fall into bed I tell myself that I couldn’t ever do this, putting the thought out of my head, and start mentally planning my Super Bowl Sunda... the next day and falling asleep shortly after. I jerk awake about six hours later feeling my ass vibrate when I realize I have fallen asleep in my clothes again. I reach back and take my phone out of my pocket and see that Josh is calling. “What’s up man,” I say, totally forgetting our conversation earlier that morning. “Not a whole lot man,. If you wait another eight years before coming back I'll be gone by then for sure," he said."I'm going to drop Mandy and my daughter off to visit my mom and dad," I said. "They haven't seen her since they were in Chicago to spend Christmas with us. Where would you like to meet?" Mulligan's" he said. "Thanks." I just nodded again.The woman my daughter thought was a witch has been listening to the entire exchange. She turns to leave after another lingering glance at me. I'm sure she'll be there. I cleared me my throat loudly, becoming slightly self-conscious, and did as Kate asked. ‘Oh, ah, s-sorry,’ I stuttered, ‘got a little carried away.’ Kate’s eyes were sparkling, her smile small and wry. On our first date I had told her, honestly enough, that her features put me in mind of a young, Casablanca-era Ingrid Bergman. Kate had thought the flattery hilarious and over-the-top, asking me, without a hint of ire, how many girls’ pants that compliment had gotten me into. ‘None yet,’ I had. I couldn’t wait to have a man inside men doing it for real, just the thought of it instantly recharged my sexual desire and I went to the wardrobe to select something to wear. Very high heels and a very short dress are a must. The stiletto sandals brought yesterday are perfect and a black very short silky nightdress in a size ten that clings to my skinny body would be deliciously slutty. The nightdress only just covered the tops of my sheer black hold ups and my black velvet bra with my little.