“You are so sweet,” she said as she wiped away her own tears, and then in typical ‘Aunt Jesse’ fashion she added, “And you’re such a fucki...g liar.” We both laughed out loud and hugged again, and then she looked around and said, “Don’t you have anything more than your carry on?” “No, the movers are delivering my stuff to the condo tomorrow, so I just brought what I would need for tonight,” I replied. “Okay great,” Jesse said flashing her beautiful smile, and then she added, “You know, the. Behind her, her husband spanked her again before moving one hand down to her belly, splaying his fingers over her navel and down to the top of her mound. Immediately as he did so, Lindsey’s stomach muscles contracted with pleasure at the unexpected touch. Knowing that her own release would trigger that of her husband also, Lindsey pushed off from the armchair and stood vertically, reaching up and backward to grip the back of her husbands head to keep herself pressed tightly against him.With her. Spontaneous,” he said with his voice cracking with excitement like a teenager. With Brad’s approval, the stranger lifted Dawn onto a table and began kissing her. He stood between her muscular legs which were dangling from the edge of the table. His hands swept down the sides of her body and onto her thighs. Then he slid the hem of her dress just slightly above the top of her stockings, placed his right hand under the material and felt her immediately wrap her inner thighs around his hand now. As I walked into the wine section, I noticed a man – a large, scruffy-looking man with wild eyes, staring at me, but I chose to ignore him. We did get a transient or two in town now and then, and I even saw them in the library sometimes, but the local sheriff discouraged outsiders rather aggressively. I ignored the guy’s open stare, got the last remaining bottle of the Chardonnay from the shelf, and took everything to the counter to check out. I caught sight of the man again, peeking (leering?).