Slow dance, step, step, shift, step. My hands are in your hair, and wrapped around your back, holding you close. I feel your heat, your sweat. We're a... the window, and lean sideways into it. The breeze stirs your hair as I kiss you, slowly, just feeling your body. Your eyes are closed. Your breath is steady and deep as you hold me. Your eyes open and you look at me. Too wide! You pull away suddenly, and I am caught by surprise. You slip away, and run. I pull on the wooden beams as I pursue you,. As we reached the door, she turned towards me and smiled nervously. “So…” Kate said. I shifted nervously on my feet, my mind in turmoil. “Stick to the plan,” I thought to myself, “this seems cold, I know, but it is for the best.” I stepped foreword and gave her an awkward hug. “Thank you Kate,” I whispered in her ear, “Thank you for everything.” “Sure,” she said, forcing a smile as I reached for the door. “Drive safe!” I said, as she stepped into the warm evening air. Kate turned and forced. She was totally involved in the banter and batting her eyes so I really didn't have to join and could just listen and watch her as the banter turned to a little flirting. My favorite part of having a hotwife is watching the flirting. Especially if it is directly in front of me.I knew if I was aware of her flirting that he had to be aware of it also. After about a half hour he invited us over to his camp for drinks. I thought she would jump on this but she surprised me and told him we were about. "We can get a warrant and have a hundred cops crawling all over this place in an hour." Detective Cordoba," said Ken, his eyes narrowing. "I suspect that if you could have gotten a warrant that easily, you'd already have one. Now I'm not sure what your problem is, but I'd appreciate it if you'd tone it down. No one here has any dealings with anyone from the Tankers." Oh really?" she sneered. "I understand that there's a Gary and Annette Sorrel living here. And we know they ride with the Hawkes..