I thought you might... I mean we might kinda... you know...”I placed my hand over hers and squeezed gently. “Relax Jeanie. I promise you that noth...ng, nothing is going to happen today. What we ARE going to do is sit here and drink too much latte and gorge ourselves on cinnamon buns.”For the first time since arriving at my doorstep, she gave a rueful grin. “I screwed up, didn’t I?” Her eyes watered. “I feel so stupid, stupid, stupid. I feel like such a fool. I wanted it too much. Oh god... I. I looked at them smiling like two cheesier cats and said "okay"!I woke up around seven got up, retrieved the paper made some coffee andeggs and waited for my wife; she came through in a great mood had hercoffee and some eggs and sat there looking at me with a big smile on herface. I looked at her and said "what?" she said today starts your week inhosiery dear and I can't wait! I suddenly felt like a condemned man, thenshe said "come on lets go you have to shower and get ready", I just. In her heart she knew this tall Indian brave with eyes so dark they looked almost as black as his hair wasn’t some ‘macho’ man who had to brutally dominate others, especially women, to prove his manhood. He knew he was a man, and he didn’t have to prove it to himself, or to anyone else. As a result, though she could not understand what had caused all this to happen in such a short time, Jan Coffee knew she was hopelessly in love with this man. “Jan, how bad are Longbow’s injuries?”“Who’s. My hands roamed over the cheeks of her ass squeezing them. My cock was hard. My hands moved lower caressing her legs and then moved them back up again under her little black skirt groping her ass cheeks again. I felt around for the top of her tights and slowly inched them down picking up her panties along the way and slid them down her legs and over her knees. In turn she raise each foot so that I could slip her shoes and underwear off. I looked up and could see that Emily was stood.