She wished he could see her. She looked damned alluring, if she did say so herself. The tiny ebony cameo she wore at the hollow of her throat on a mat...hing black ribbon did remarkable things for the deep valley between her soft, white breasts, but he couldn't know that either. Carol knew that she'd gone all out for him, wearing very little actually--just sheer black bikini panties, a frilly half-slip and the short black dress itself. it was too warm for pantyhose, besides, her legs were tanned. What did you say? She had her arms akimbo, staring him down. I said Im sorry. He kept his eyes down. I know it shouldnt have happened, Im responsible and I am sorry. What have you got to be sorry about you silly bugger? Her manner was aggressive, borne out of a defensive position. She walked into the sitting room, not looking to see if he was following. Its me who should be saying sorry so keep quiet while I get this off my chest, Sit. She pointed to the settee. Robert was confused, he thought. ..don't work too hard, see you tomorrow!" The young girl bubbles out.I drive home although get stuck on the freeway with rush hour traffic. I curse under my breath and mumble "What the hell?" not being familiar with rush hour. Finally getting home I pull into the 2 car garage and eagerly enter the house dropping my belongings outside of the laundry room.I giggle when I hear a faint "Shit, shit, shit" from Kendra as I make my way through the house following a path of rose petals.Even though I am. She is also a little on the wild side. When she arrived I answered the door and greeted her. As my wife has distanced herself from her family most of our married life, I haven’t been in much contact with her family. I was somewhat surprised when she responded by kissing me and thanking me for allowing her to stay for a couple of weeks. We discussed plans while we ate and she then wanted to take a shower and retire a she was exhausted from the trip. When she came out of the bathroom she was.