I hoped that Karen would return, but I was not positive. It was verypleasing, therefore, to see her (from now on, I am going to use femininepronouns ...in speaking about her; it is more appropriate) again four dayslater, a Saturday, again just before closing time. She was not wearingthe dress she had bought, but again was in girl's jeans and, this time,a more-obviously girly top. She had also applied lipstick and someminimal makeup, and was carrying a plastic bag which, as it turned. "Sometimes yes," she said. "But usually, my husband is busy and I am lonely here." Do you have kids?" I asked."Yes, two of them," she said. "I have a four-year old boy and a two-year old girl." Where are they?" I said."They are at daycare," she said."I see why you feel lonely," I said. "You need some excitement. I think I know the solution to your problem." What is it?" she asked expectantly."This," I said, standing in front of her and fishing out my semihard cock."She was startled at first. I. When there isn’t a reply he drops his hat, coat and briefcase on the couch as he walks through the living room and down the hall to the bedroom. The door is ajar. Pushing it all the way open he is delighted by the smells: her scent, her perfume as it mingles with the fragrant candles. He steps deeper into the shadow and light chasing each other around the room as the candles, on the shelf near the bedroom door and on each side of the bed flicker and sparkle. One of the large candles next to the. She never stole the Playboy either even though she knew where it was hidden.But, out in public? With Speedo's sister? I would rather be caught in my underwear at the family reunion; the teenage embarrassment would have been less.Speedo played it cool though. He wiped the grease from his hands with a napkin and spoke without looking up, "Will she behave?" She has no choice," his dad responded without missing a beat, "because if she doesn't, she will never be allowed to go to the movies without a.