And I'd been frightened. And I liked it.Oh shit! What did this all mean? I didn't know, but I had to look again, just in case she was still there, loo...ing back at me.Suzy writes:When I saw how the girl reacted as I smiled back at her, and I felt a bit guilty. I hoped I hadn't frightened her away.Ever since she moved in, I have been 'observing' her. There was something about her, right from the start, that held my attention. Young, and so beautiful. Beautiful in that simple, unaffected way that. I stopped sucking her toe, staring at her hand. She pushed her knickers down slightly, then used a finger to hook the material sideways, exposing her pussy. It was as pretty as the rest of her, covered in a light fuzz of dark pubic hair, the lips glistening in places. Her index finger sought out her clit and began to strum it slowly as she massaged the lips with her other fingers.She was watching her feet. "Do you like this?" Oh yes." Is it making you more excited?"I knew it was a risk, but I. He had stopped when she entered, his dark eyes turning towards her with a look of disgust and lust. He took in the way that her moss green eyes stared at him, eyes that weren’t as dead as he would have liked them to be. They’d been married for three years, but it had been more then enough time to beat every remaining petulant thought out of her until she coward from his raised hand. ‘Milord.’ She murmured as she bowed respectfully to him before she moved across the room and opening the windows. Even though he had just come harder than he had in a very long time, he still felt excited and now wanted to please Michelle, somehow, as well. “Ok babe, you go into the bedroom and get on the bed, I'll meet you in there in a few minutes.” Michael said. Michelle knew that Michael wanted to do something for her and as sweet as that was she told him, “Honey, that’s ok, I'm fine.” “Nonsense,” Michael said as he smiled and once again encouraged her to go into the bedroom. Michelle smiled and got up.