It was ten a.m. and still no sign of Ellen. She shook out her long black hair and stood up to take the dishes back to the sink.Not that she regretted ...iving the child permission to visit with the Carters down the block for the weekend. They had plenty of room, and probably too much money, and they could always find interesting things to do with Ellen. As for herself, she had welcomed a free night so that she and Billy Erspamer could cavort in various positions and places about the house without. I was wet again.I took a big breath and ask her to come with me to the bedroom, "and bring your wine" I said. She looked at the room, she smiled, sipped her wine, I took her hand and went to my walking closet. I started to sweat a little then I took the whole glass of wine and opened the door."This is my closet, this is my duality."Olga looked around, had more wine, walked more, touched somethings, opened couple of drawers, had more wine and stopped in front of me and gave me a tender. Why she stays in the marriage, no one knows.She and I have always hit it off. We flirt on occasion and sometimes, I get turned on to the point I lose my breath with horniness.Well, she came to visit for a long holiday weekend by herself. I kept to myself most of the weekend while she, my wife, and the k**s did the usual fun things that happen when grandma comes to visit. My wife, MIL and I always stay up having drinks after the k**s go to bed, talking about all kinds of stuff.On this particular. For those of you who don’t know, in New Zealand where I am from a ‘bach’ is a term for a holiday home. ***** The sun was breaking through the trees on top of the mount causing rays of sun to flicker across the road I was driving on. I’m not much of a nature fan but even I could admit that this was divine beauty. A group of 4 friends and myself were travelling to our bach in the early sunset on December 31. Before I get too far ahead of myself, let me pause the story for a bit. My name is David.