Where do you come from? What on earth are you doing out here? The girl looked at him. Mesmerising him. Shaking his head to break away from her gaze, h...e realised that he too was saturated and the rain was still falling. In a moment he decided to take the girl to the police. They’ll know what to do with you – come on. She followed him to his car. As the car approached the Police Station, he suddenly slowed down. He’d had a pretty heavy night – probably over the limit. Not too clever, walking into. She was 39, which was 27 years my senior, I couldn't stop staring and I'm sure my face was beet red. She smiled and pointed to the bedroom across the hall. I dropped the k** off and by then she had shut her door. Over the next few weeks when ever I was over I would wait for her to go up to bed and then try to time it to go to the bathroom to catch a glimpse of her undressing. Because of the way the stairs and the solid railing was, as soon as I could see her door I was fully exposed so I had to. Looking back on it, it makes so littlesense. How childish is it to walk out of the family house, refusing to tellher husband where she will be or even when she will be back? Fuck him, shethought, let him wonder. He deserves it. An evening with the girls, that'sall he needs to know. Let him wonder whether those girls sport penises in theirunderwear. Let him wonder whether those ?girls' will just have a few drinks,a few laughs and the obligatory few rounds of gossip, or whether they willfuck his. He told his lover to get on her knees in the deeper part of the tub. He then got behind her and guided her to where one of the jets was coming out. She felt the rush of water pulsing against her tummy, just below the junction of her thighs. He reached over and turned the pressure of the jets and then eased her down until she the stream was hitting her clit. She started at the sensation then groaned as she felt it massage her love button. She moved around until the stream was hitting just the.