.... two days later she text me aksing me to come over for dinner at her house at 7 pm. I got to her house rang the bell she answered wearing at thigh... white blouse and shrot black skirt with just enough cleavage. Andrea gave me a kiss and took my hand leading me in. We have a wonderful meal then ajourn to her living room.he sits across form me lights a smoke and has a drink, she's so sexy showing me her curves as she moves around the room, we have some nervous chit chat, as we try and relax I. Her parents were not likely to return until after midnight, we had another four or five hours together. Half of this time I spent either holding and consoling her, or giving her the lecture about how “you enjoyed life before we got together, and there is no reason you won’t enjoy life afterwards”. The other half of the evening we spent fucking ourselves sore and silly until my orgasms were just mere exercises in pleasurable muscle contractions. At about 11:30, she opened her bedroom door and. She wanted to be told what to do and how to do it. And the guys who were best at that were the guys She met at church—the ones who needed a dirty slut because they were sick of their goodhearted wives. After she was taken that afternoon, something about the way she looked must have changed because suddenly the men at church could not stop oogling her.Last week she was straightening the choir section after the service when a man she didn’t recognize approached her.“Patricia,” he said as if she. Then Kimberly hit a booming shot with the wind at her back,and I knew I wasn't going to win this hole. But the ball rolled into the creek that crossed the middle of the fairwayand she had to take a penalty shot. Christie and I both cleared the creekwith our second shots, and we were both on the green with our third.Kimberly's second shot was short of the green, and with the penalty, shewas laying four with her chip to the green. We all two-putted, soChristie and I tied and Kimberly owed both of.