‘Not for 12 hours. Almost long enough to fly to Turkey and back to NYC.’‘Come, then,’ Aaifia answered immediately.‘Too bad the Concorde is g...rounded’‘When u r coming then?’‘I can’t… well, actually that all depends on what kind of coming we are talking about,’ I typed.‘lol’‘Damn, I’d love to hear your accent… I bet it’s amazingly sensual.’‘U can hear if u want,’ Aaifia wrote. ‘Don’t u have mic?’Not only do I have a mic, but it’s part of a hands-free headset, for obvious reasons. About two seconds. Her eye was gone.My mind jumped back in time to that phone call so many years ago.I was sitting in my little cubical when my supervisor stuck his head in and handed me a telephone message. I must have had a funny look in my face because he said, "It's one of your neighbors. Your kids got off the school bus and your wife isn't home so they are at her house," he said.I made the phone call to my neighbor. She explained the twins were at her house and I should get home to them right away. They were. Joan got up and greeted me and the girls. Mrs Jones tried to extricate herself out of shock at the interruption, but Peg was having none of it and kept hold of Mrs Jones’s head forcing her to keep the pleasuring going.Joan and I decided to leave Peg and Mrs Jones to carry on whilst we headed to the kitchen to get some drinks and chat. Louise said she felt overdressed wearing clothes and asked if I minded her joining the other ladies in the buff. I didn’t have a problem and as Louise started to. 'Sara hugged him, saying nothing. It didn't seem necessary.Steve turned, drawing her to him closely. "I love you, Sara. I'm certainly going to love you tomorrow. And I'm pretty sure that, if we keep on the way we are, I'll love you for a very long time. That's what I've got to offer. Is it enough?'Sara ran her hand along his face, feeling his beard, his neck. Her hand came to rest on his shoulder. Her other hand took his and placed it on her breast where it clasped and held her. "No 'forever?'.