I have to get back to the church or my husband will think I am doing something sordid. If he knew what you did to me, it would make him very angry onl... he would take it out on me and not on you."With the satisfied housewife departed, Brett finished off what was left in the bottle of whiskey and sank into a deep sleep dreaming about the rancher's daughter bent over a hitching rail with a line of gunmen waiting their turn. That girl had a personality that made him suspect she would be entirely. It made me really hot to think of how naughty she could be. I ran my hands brazenly up the backs of her legs, under her dress and over her hips, letting my fingers curl around and gently tug the waistband of her panties. Then I moved my hands up her front, over her belly and up to her breasts, squeezing them softly through her bra and pushing them upward to meet my kisses and searching tongue.As I kissed her tender flesh she ground her hips into me, thrusting her softness along the length of my. " Lockie said as he stood up from the table. "Relax he knows I am a flirt, he also knows I am not stupid. The amount of late nights he's pulled at the office and text messages he gets at all hours. I have seen the credit card bills Lockie, I have never even seen half the jewelry he buys. " She stood up, her light blouse falling open showing her toned midriff and black two piece bathing suit. She sat on the table beside him, legs slightly crossed. "And if he gets to have some fun on the side. “What are we going to do? The Principal is going to expel us for good this time, Mom is useless, we have to do all the work around here. We have to do something, Mum can’t help us or herself, any ideas?”Bonnie and Marcie both agreed they were tired of doing housework, never having any spare money to themselves because their mother kept buying bottles of alcohol. Richard, the quieter one of the boys muttered, “Might have to do yard work for the rich old ladies here in town. I bet Mrs. Richards.