And a week later, some doubt returned. Shaking my head again, I press my eye and stare. Could it just be my imagination? A trick of the light, or the...mind, an anniversary reminder of what was… I move away from the door, mind working. What shall I say? What will YOU say? Knees weak, I sit on a chair. My eyes on the door, jumping when the doorbell rings again. Where would I start? Some things must never be said, or told. I swallowed them long ago. I think now of what has changed with me.. Watching you stand slowly, walking over in front of my desk, checking out your ass on the way, enjoying the view. Now bend over the desk. Looking at you bent over, your ass sticking out towards me. I walk up behind you and lean over you a bit. Now dont move. Hearing you take a deep breath and shudder a little, I grab the waistband of your shorts and yank them down to your ankles, leaving them there. Looking at your pink lips protruding from underneath your ass cheeks, noticing theyre glistening. After a quick look around inside, Sarah looked out the side window. Is that a chicken house?” she asked.“No it’s a barn disguised as a chicken house. I store my lawn equipment in there. I also have a guest house in there. Not that I’ve ever needed it,” I admitted. “l can’t offer you a drink, but I can offer you a hit on my medical weed pipe. I can also pull up an online movie, or TV show.”“Let’s do that, I need to relax some,” Sarah said not looking at me. “So tell me, is anything in your life. I fondled them and she moaned softly. Taking the hint, I massaged her tits as we kissed passionately when she suddenly broke off contact and whispered, “We only have 10 minutes left!” I looked at her puzzled. Dr Jillian started to lower herself as she kissed my cheek, then neck. Her hands ran over my now raging hard on as she lowered herself once again into the squatting position. She hiked up her black skirt, revealing a pair of black silk panties while she proceeded to massage her clit a.