Ann. My fingerprint unlocks the phone and opens the messaging app. "[Husband] just left for the grocery store and liquor store. Since it's Saturday ni...ht and you're alone, I assume you're going to lube up that nice cock and get off?"Now, I don't save many messages for posterity sake. I'm not sentimental. But this one is a keeper. My reply: "I was going to later, but it's not like I'm on a schedule."Ann: "I'm on the rag, and [Husband] is probably going to expect some action later and be. She had thrown not one, but two pots at him as he scrambled out the door, and he was sure that more would have followed if his wife hadn’t remembered that she was topless. He knew that he was going to have to make it up to her that night, probably with a good dinner and a better fuck, but he really didn’t mind. The only thing that would end up being punished would be his wallet, and dessert would be worth it.Frank Sheridan still worked, though he was in semi-retirement status. He had started. " Alex had been working at the place for the last 5 years. He was early 30's and blond haired, blue eyes. Daniel looked at my watch and said "The last bus would have gone you will have to get a taxi." Alex said "Bugger that! You know how much they charge at this time of night." Daniel laughed and said "Well... you can always crash at mine. It is in walking distance." Our walk took around 15 minutes as Dan put the key in the door said "You have to excuse the mess, I wasn't expecting to. She drove a newer car than mother and drove as if she had learned to drive on the streets of LA. I barely had time to look around before we were at her home. Ed, her husband, was at work. I would meet him later. Her in-laws, also at work, lived next door or I should say, their back yards joined. After settling-in, I was told that her 17-year-old sister-in-law, Shirley, would have time to show me around LA since my sister could not get time off from work. I was told I would meet everyone.