I heard the trash compactor start. I saw my shorts on the couch, put them on and sat next to Kristen. I reached over and pulled Kristen toward me. She...did not resist as I pulled her face close so that I could kiss her. Satiated and exhausted we only made out for a minute before collapsing back against the couch.We heard a car door close in the driveway. Kim ran over and unlocked the door and then hurried back grabbing the cable remote as she sat down. She just had time to turn the cable on when. Looking at her husband she said, "Then make love to me. please! Stanley you're right I do need to know that there can be love with sex and not just lust. So I'm begging you make me feel like a woman instead of a piece of meat."Stanley Thompson lay down beside his wife and let his actions speak for him. While he kissed her lightly on the lips and the tip of her nose and ran his tongue around to her left ear and began an oral exploration of her lobe he began to use his hands on his wife's. I gasped, “Oh god, you feel so fuckin’ good.” He had pushed all the way in and grabbed my hips. He pulled out and back in in slow loving movements. I opened my eyes again and looked at his reflection in the glass. He was looking at me; we both smiled and continued with our need for each other. I gazed up and down the street and then looked back at him and said, “I’ve never fucked here before. Your son, he's fucked me on that table, but never at the window.” For some reason he started to. We used to do this all the time. They get all flirty and lead you on but after a few drinks they want nothing to do with you. That's when you slip 'em something-something and follow them out the bar. The moment they start to fall you swoop in. Show 'em a good time in their panties and then leave 'em on the street for someone else to find." You do this all the time?" Cameron surprised himself by how interested he was. This could be the solution to his problem. If he took the girls' will out of.