I'll start by saying I still don't know his name. I love that part. My boyfriend and I had noticed someone moving in across the hall but we never actu...lly saw WHO until a few days later. Bumped in to each other as my boyfriend and I and our two young daughters leave to go grocery shopping.Locked eyes immediately. Eh.Tall, skinny, pale, buzz cut. Average. There was something about his awkward stance that kind of turned me on. Oh well. Probably won't ever see him again anyway.Ha.Get back with our. "We'll get you cleaned up, get something to eat and get youhome."Get you home were not the words Charlie wanted to hear. But he knew theday could not last forever.He was surprised by what came next.Getting him cleaned up included a lot more than he was expecting. Gettingcleaned up in the O'Hara household meant getting a bucket of water and asponge and washing off."Mirilla, take the tub into Emily's room and draw Charlie a bath, were thewords Mrs. Windham spoke that caught Charlie by complete. Kneeling beside the bed looking up at Stephen wasn't exactly unusual. Yet this time, and with little provocation, I was as wet as I had been the very first time I'd been in this position. God, I loved this position. I never used to. I thought it was demeaning. But unless Stephen was 'on a mission', I was completely in control down here. Rarely in my life had I felt as strong as I did when I was on my knees with my lips wrapped around his cock. It was incredibly empowering to hear his. Eventually I managed to make an excuse and slipped off alone into the town’s only Department Store, relieving the sexual tension for a few minutes. Quickly finding the lingerie department and getting over the shock of the prices, I found half a dozen pairs of knickers which were sexy without being too tarty and which I could just about afford. I also bought a new bikini. Although I thought I looked slim and sporty in my one-piece, it was hardly designed to appeal to a lover and I really wanted.