When Connie arrived at my house that evening at five o'clock, I told her what had happened. Over dinner—stir-fry, one of her favorites—she said it...might be to my advantage. She made a few calls after dinner, then we sat in my recliner and kissed for a while. We moved to the bedroom and made love about ten, and before she left for home she made me promise to keep my cell phone on my person and turned on at all times.I slept late Saturday and did some laundry, then a little shopping. I cleaned. " She muttered under her breath, "Ok, good."I smiled nervously."Are you any good with nails?" She inquired."I think so, I do my own." I responded, glancing quickly at my polished and neatly trimmed fingertips."It's just my toenails could do with a little trim and file..."She heavily hinted."Would you like me to help with that?" I perked up."Perhaps there is a brain in that silly head of yours!" She s**thed."Yes, come and do my feet for me."I walked around her desk as she swiveled her chair to. That explains why you did not hear me or answer. I hear the shower and moving closer to your bathroom door, I can see the light behind that closed door, peeking through the sides and bottom of the doorway. I hear the water in the shower.I have never been with you before, not like this, but tonight I know that this is what you wanted. You even said as much when we spoke, though maybe not so much an invitation as a lamentation about what you have not had of late.I make a choice. I undress outside. I switched and started sucking on her left breast, massaging her right. After a minute or so, I stopped. She squeaked a bit, her head rocking up just in time to meet my lips. Tasting her body on her tongue she sat up to embrace me. Slowly, I picked her up and lowered her onto the bed that had covers on it, assuming that it was hers. Breaking away from her lips, I kissed myself down her body, finding myself at her landing strip. Her moaning begged me to go further, so I did what I saw in.