There he found his wife and Andrea were enjoying coffee and looked to be ready to leave."You girls going somewhere?" queried Chris."I need to get home...and get some work done," Andrea answered. "I asked Sandy to give me a ride home." We are just about to leave. You want to me to get anything back for lunch?" asked Sandy."That's ok, nothing for me." Chris found it amazing to watch the two sexy women as they got up and walked towards the garage. There was Andrea, dressed in some of the most slutty. The fact that she worked a permanent afternoon shift worked out well. The kids went to and from school by bus. Reb leaving for work after lunch. I fed the kids their evening meal, making sure they did their homework. Reb returning home at eleven.Life really was good.After four years of this life, I began to tire of continually hearing about the sickness she had to cope with. I'd been supportive for years, but now it had become boring. Her workload had increased to a point were she was. You look asif you were in a happy place."I said, "Right here and now with you is my happy place."She gently hit my arm. "You soppy old romantic." But I could see she waspleased."I see you've taken off the dressings," she said."Yes, the doctor was pleased with the progress and as long as I'm carefulit should be OK," I replied, guessing what was coming next."Does that mean you're cleared to fly?" Yes, it does." What are you going to do?" she asked, as she twisted her lower lipbetween her. Catherine had accepted Michael’s offer to go out for dinner with him. However, she needed to dry off and change clothes first. The laughter stopped when they got to Catherine’s motel. Due to the heavy rain and a blocked storm drain, the lobby and entire first floor were flooded with nearly a foot of water. Unfortunately, Catherine’s room was on the ground floor, and the authorities wouldn’t let her get near it. As she returned to Michael’s car, Catherine was obviously upset. She told him about.