The lady of the house was an attractive blonde, Jenny, married to somebody named… Lewis, or Lawrence, or… totally blank… I think she called him ...‘Guy’ for some reason. He, however, was the last thing on my mind at this point. ‘Damn,’ I muttered to myself, ‘who is this foxy lady?’ As that thought tripped across my mind my eyes wandered up toward a pair of pretty legs, silken panties, jutting breasts and hard nipples. Needless to say, my lower regions began to respond. ‘Cat got your tongue?’ ‘More. " Well, I'm happy for that! Um, I guess someone has already called your son?" Oh hell no! Don't even suggest it! I'm sure he's having a great time at camp and I don't intend to mess that up. As long as I'm not dying, why should I ruin his summer?"I thought that was carrying stoicism a little too far. "I guess I can see your point, but if I was your kid, I'd be highly pissed that you left me out of the loop." Yeah, well you're not my kid, you're my hero!" Stop with that, will ya!"Back at the. She was a sex addict, and I doubt she had waited a year for me to come back. I arrived at her place and knocked on the door. She opened it, looking better than the visions of her I had been jacking off to for a year. She invited me in, and we caught up with each other's lives for a bit. When that was done, I told her how I felt, how I wanted her back. She remained quiet the whole time I was talking, and even after I finished. To break the silence, I got up and kissed her. Taking a chance, I. . what can we do?" Lena wiped away a tear as it formed in the corner of her eye. "Make the most of it," she said. She spoke with all the strength she could muster. Moving closer, she kissed Arion tenderly, wrapping her arm around his side as he pulled her body against his. Lena moaned softly against her lover's mouth as their tongues met, writhing against each other. Arion squeezed Lena's round ass, pulling one of her legs over his body. The kiss intensified, breath coming in short gasps as.