‘Wine?’ ‘Are you trying to seduce me?’ I said in a luring manner. He walked over and kissed me. Then he softly whispered to me ‘Shall we tak...e this upstairs?’ I looked at him with hunger in my eyes. It was hot. He took my hand and kissed it gently before I stood up. He then led me by the hand upstairs and into his bedroom. We kissed softly by the bed, Chris removed my dress by sliding it off my shoulders. He removed my bra and started move his hands onto my breasts. Then he lifted me up and laid. The apartment was quiet.Julia quickly peeked through the rooms looking for her husband but hewasn't home. A quizzical look twitched crossed her face. A check of herphone confirmed no recent texts or calls either. She hadn't thought tolook for his car when she'd arrived. She just expected him to be there,doing whatever he did all day, job hunting.Alone, she kicked off her heels and absently traipsed to the middle ofthe apartment as she tried to let the relative calm of the vacant roomsembrace. No man had ever ever ever done that to me. I coulden't even move for about 5 minitues. All I could do was lay there and twitch every couple of seconds. I thought I was gonna pass out. Then I started laughing cause I coulden't belive someone could make me cum that hard. I was 45 years old and had never had a man do that to me. I was impressed a little scared to but more impressed. But boy was I gonna get you back. I think you knew that before you even started and that was what made you. Nevertheless, those cut-price supermarkets that made cheapness their principal virtue—and Cost Cutters was about as cheap as you got—were now championing their Green credentials. But Betty wasn't taken in. Why should ordinary people have to suffer when the rich could still fly across the oceans just to get from one major city to another? What did that do for the world's sharply declining reserves of oil? What was so green about genetically modified potatoes that never rotted? Or gene-spliced.