"Damn." What?" she asked, as she straightened back up and started unlocking the front door."Nothing, just looking at the view." Had he really said tha...t out loud? And had he really said he was checking out the "view"? This could be the longest house-showing ever!"Oh yeah, it's got a good front yard." She opened the door and stepped inside. "C'mon in!"He followed her inside - again, keeping his eyes away from her - and they started wandering through the house. The owners must have already found. As he sat contemplating what to do when he picked her up later that evening, it dawned on him. On the hour long drive back to his place, she would have to obey his directions to a tee and, if she didn't, a more severe punishment would be awaiting her once they got back to his flat. The hours ticked away before he could pick her up. By the time they were on the road heading to his place, the sun had already set and the sporadic trucks and cars on the long isolated highway were the only source. I got up from my chair and went towards her."Come, dear, sit down. I have lots to tell you about Alfred, the island and myself."She took to her chair, accepted the coffee I poured for her and, after a little hesitation, took a sip of the strong liqueur as well."Yes, you better tell me, before I flip my mind." First of all, everything we will be talking about now will have to stay between us. We may inform the children later, will have to tell them something I suppose, but no outsiders can ever. Rachel whispered."Not yet. Roll over."I rolled over, and felt her weight on me. Her breasts on my back, her nipples stabbing me. Her hips on my buttocks, her pubic hair caressing me. But most of all I felt her lips and tongue on my neck as she began to bathe me with her tongue. Rachel whispered to me that she was going to lick every square inch of my body. As she did her body moved down, and I could feel her breath on my sensitive wet skin. My shoulders and upper back were next, then down my.