"Do you like belts?" He teased and then cursed himself silently for what he was sure was the wrong approach.She wanted to die right then and there."Th... way you were touching my buckle and belt just now..." Andy couldn't finish."I feel like an idiot," Amber said looking away uncomfortably.Andy knew he was blowing it. "Don't feel like an idiot," he sighed trying to reassure her. "Belts are great, but I was sort of hoping you would eventually move your hand a little lower," he grinned, but he. She looked good in her black sheath. The dress molded her feminine figure, and I could see that she'd taken care with her hair and makeup. She was a blonde, sort of, what's called dirty blonde, I think, and she wore her hair long to the middle of her back. Her breasts were large, and the dress exposed substantial cleavage.She looked surprised when I stood to greet her.He's a kid, she thought, and then blushed.I chuckled and helped her into her seat. Leaning to her ear, I said, "I'll be. John seemed to change after Tabatha was born. Not toward the girls; he's been a wonderful father, but toward me. One night he angrily told me that he didn't want any more girl children. If I couldn't deliver him a boy, then what good was I?I was devastated. How could I guarantee that our next child would be a boy? I've never told anyone this, but that was when I began taking birth control.Now that he's the head of his department at the hospital it seems he seldom has time for me or even our two. Welcome to the club, Jack." You're right. I guess it's a little different when it happens to you." I guess."She squeezed again and leaned over, kissing me on the cheek.Sara and Mary both went "Awwww, how cuuute."Jill stuck her tongue out at them, turned my head around and gave me a good kiss on the lips. The girls whooped and cheered.It was almost 9:00 by the time we finished eating and cleaning up after ourselves. Jill and I took care of the dogs while Mary and Sara worked in the kitchen. They.