I kind of liked that view of it.I took him in hand and rubbed him up and down between the lips of my pussy. That feels good, too, though most guys don...'t realize it. He even slipped it in a couple of times, but he was wilting, and didn't stay long.He did get me up for someone else, though, and this time I was on top. Girls like that, in part because we can control the speed and depth. I also had learned to swirl around a bit so he thrust into me at different angles. That was way cool.At the end,. I putthe bra away, turned and walked up to her."What do you want to talk about sweetie?" I asked."Well, that's kind of it. You call me sweetie....when I get home you arecleaning house or in the kitchen. Sometimes I feel like I married a woman.You?ve let your hair grow much too long to go on interviews?if you were everto get one. Now I see you looking at my lingerie as though it were your own.You are starting creep me out. I don?t think you want a job.?I tried to reason with her. ?Darling, I. ” I pulled from my pocket a tiny gift wrapped box. “You can give her this to explain your invitation.” I took my glass and moved to a seat at the bar. I had a clear view. It was but a few moments and he was texting. His hands shaking just the tiniest bit. It was a 20 minute wait but the time went very quickly for me. I was already planning and scheming. But I was certain the 20 minutes were torturous for David, wondering which of the three; wondering how she would react, and what I would have. "I haven't thought about it," I told him. "Right now I'm too angry to think straight."He nodded, but it was Aunt Shirley who spoke. "That's a good idea, Craig. Give it a few minutes."He nodded. "I don't know who said it, but you're right. Revenge is sweeter, cold." Just be sure to start with the finger pointing in the right direction when you begin assigning blame," she told her husband."There's that, too." I should have been a little less arrogant," I told them."Tom, you'll always lag behind.