I was looking constantly at her with all my desires, she didn’t dare to look back at me, may be she had a sense of guilt I guess but I bet she under...tood all my desires. And the damage had been done so all my desires were building in me. She was just four feet away from me, I was thinking to sit over her on the chair itself faced to her side crush my chest over her boobs and start to kiss her red lips and my wildest fantasy to tongue fuck her belly button.As I gathered courage my grandma came. It was hard to find time to see him, after all I was married with 3 children. We spent days and evening together. I would ask my friends to watch my kids for me, just to spend a few minutes with him. I would wait anxiously for him to call me when he was at work on his break. We would spend time together walking around parks and lakes. I thought I would never feel like this again. With all the time we spent together, John never pushed or pestered me for sex. I found myself wanting him more and. “What did you do to her?” I asked in a whisper.Then all the memories flooded back. I inhaled sharply and winced at the pain. “Where’s Rufus? Is he okay?”Amelia nodded. She finally spoke. “He’s at the vet recovering.”“What’s wrong with you?” I whispered, still shocked at her appearance.Amelia glared at me, eyes darkening. “You’re what’s wrong with me! You almost died!” Then tears welled in her beautiful eyes. “You almost left me behind, Mike.”“Never,” I whispered, squeezing her slender hand.. My wife and I have been married for ten years and every year, we always go to her family’s house for Thanksgiving dinner. (We have Christmas at out house.)I like Thanksgiving, if for no other reason than I get to see family members we don’t normally get to see but once a year, like my wife’s younger sister, Tammy.Tammy is three years younger than my wife and while she is happily married, I couldn’t help but secretly admire Tammy, who was a head-turner. Tammy and I had a great relationship. She.