There he stood tall, dark, brooding and very, very pissed off. She felt her knees shake as she walked towards him. Head ducked down looking at the flo...r. When she reached him she just stood there staring at his toes. After a minute, or two, he put his hand firmly on her chin. Then roughly pulled her face up to look into his eyes. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked. She bit her lip searching carefully for the right words. The words that might save her some pain and punishment. She. I looked at the picture of the three of them againand I smiled a little to myself, "Well Frank, looks like I have both ofyour women now."Another weekend I was over mowing Katherine's yard and had come in for abreak. She had of course made a pitcher of ice tea and we were sittingon her couch sharing it. She was filling me in on the latest goings onat her bridge club and about Oprah's book of the month, when I realized"Little Miss Sunshine" or "Sunshine" for short, her little dog, wassitting in. I grab her head and kiss her deep her arms wrap around me pulling in close enough to feel her chest rise and fall with each breath, her shirt is puled up slightly as I reach to grip her waist and pinch she moans softly. Sirah's slim body does not have much to pinch but as I release and brush she wiggles and comments she is ticklish, not good I whisper as I grip her back and hold tight kissing her deeply pinching her upper back through her thin shirt. Grabbing her hair I lean her back to. The sucking and gentle biting on one nipple and fingers pinching and pulling the other had me moaning loudly in no time at all. I guess she sensed my excitement and raised her head and was looking into my eyes as i opened them. ‘I’m going to release your wrists but i don’t want you to move them, just keep them the way they are.’ Then slowly she slid down the couch till she was kneeling in front of me. Her hands slowly moved up my stockings and under the hem of my skirt. As she pushed it.