It took us about 25 minutes to sort out Brian’s belongings and bring them into the house. We went to the kitchen, and I went to the fridge and took ...ut two beers and a chilled bottle of white wine. I handed the beers to the boys and poured wine for Emily and me. Brian sat at the kitchen table, and Robby stood by the counter with me. Emily stood by Brian with her hand on his shoulder.I took a sip of my wine, “It’s been quite a day. I can’t believe we got caught with our pants down like. Can you move in and out just a little? Will it be okay?”“Oh darling, Liss. I will do anything for you anytime you want. If I’d known ... I don’t know. It just never seemed to me like a thing a guy should ask for,” I said. I wasn’t sure I understood my own logic, but it made sense to me anyway.“You didn’t ask, my love,” she sighed. “I did. Touch me, lover. Tell me how you love me.”I told her. I touched her. I ran my fingers through her hair, across her breasts, up her legs, and into her pussy.. ”“I remember. What are you going to say to Elizaveta?”“Nothing. Well, I will tell her I’m having lunch with Becky tomorrow. My parents will both be working, so I won’t see them.”“You won’t tell her Angie visited?”“Why cause unnecessary turmoil?”“Then you’ve made your decision?”“When I asked Elizaveta to marry me.”“And NOTHING could change that? Not even Angie?”“Are you trying to change my mind, Lissa?”“No, it just seems that you were confused and suddenly you aren’t.”“Oh, I’m still very. This was the day of reckoning.Turning, she climbed and knelt on the edge of the bed. The palm of his hand was soft to the touch as it stroked over her silky flesh. Each plum was afforded the same attention. A finger slipped along her pussy lips which nearly opened the flood gates; so good was the unexpected intrusion and so heightened were her senses, her need, her desperation to feel something of him inside her, that she nearly climaxed.Not yet though. It wasn’t going to happen just yet, as.