She got out of the car and walked over to the passenger side. She opened the door for me and leaned in. ?I’ll refresh your kits for Kate. The doc... is still deserted; you have a couple of days before the weekend. Enjoy your meal, take your time, but if she’s not meat in an hour or so you’re going to have to contend with me. No more screw ups.? She handed me refresher syringes and stood back for me to exit the car. As I did so she moved to the driver’s side and got in. I started to walk. She has wide curvy hips and her thighs are fleshy soft. She once joked, "Her body is built for comfort, not speed, when it comes to sex." Don't get me wrong, my wife looks fuck-me lush in a pleasantly plump way. Patty still gets me hot. She's just not a firm twenty-something anymore.We've been married for twelve years. Again, unlike stories where men claim their wife was a virgin and he's been her one and only, Patty had already been divorced twice before we met. Her son was born during her. "Why would I want to leave Ashley?" I asked again."But if she's pregnant..." Lenore began slowly."I'd love her even more, and I'll love the child. Just like I love Angelique and just how I love you," I affirmed. I crawled forward and kissed Lenore on her nose and then turned my head to give her a gentle kiss on the lips.Lenore froze. I started to pull away, my heart breaking from the rejection. I had closed my eyes when Ashley yelped and I was driven back against the wall of the tree house hard. “I’m sorry, I’m Monika,” she said, holding her hand out. I took it, and we smiled.“You worked for Charlie?” I asked.“You could say that,” she said.“Only I don’t remember you, well not with your clothes on!” I said laughing. “Sorry!”“No your right, and who is this?” Monika asked.“This is my daughter, Hannah,” I said introducing them…………………..The car drove into Harley Street. It seemed that every house had a brass plate, or plates outside proclaiming the name of the doctor, who practiced within..