Ah knew it would start up quick cause Ah’d made her nice and wet just afore he come for dinner. There were a little break in the thumpin and then it...started up agin. Ah said to myself, “By golly, he must’ve bin pretty horny but then it’s hard to stop fuking my honey when she gets a’goin.”When my guest wandered out to the porch later and looked fer his mug of shine, he said to me, “Thet wife of yers shore be sumpthin!”Ah smiled as Ah said, “Well, thet’s what all my visitors tells me. Of course. You would think she could do better than the heir of a baron. I am not certain that she wants to do better than that heir of a baron.”“Well, he looks to be a proper young gentleman, and gracious.” Unlike some earls she could mention if she were not speaking to his aunt. “You say that he is the heir.” The wives of heirs have a far more settled future than the wives of second sons.Lord Richard, apparently deciding that there were two conversations in which he would have no welcome, left the music. And two hours later, to sleep.And Thursday was much the same, except dinner as a little family-run restaurant for just me and my Kim, and we got home to have the evening to ourselves[d7].We were in bed early, for purely recreational purposes, and after an energetic and very satisfying hour and a half, we were laying naked, satiated, Kim was glowing, and we were talking about things.Friday came. The swim. Showers[d8]. Kim said, "You wanna see if Aunt Jen wants to come eat with us?" What about. She wore a long black dress that flared out from the hips. One side of the dress had been lifted up and pinned with a red rose, showing her long slim legs. The neckline was low, the sleeves came off her shoulders. She wore her long curly hair up, with just a colorful pin to hold it. Some curls fell onto her shoulder. She looked like a small woman even with the black heels she wore. He wanted her like he had never wanted a woman before. He stopped, put out his hand and said; “Ven, baila.