Karen smiled at him as she entered from the hot early evening to the cooler air. Rob looked at her short skirt formed tight to her nicely shaped ass, ...noticing yellowish coloured rings around her neck and wrists.“It’s no surprise that you’re naked,” Karen smiled at her love’s shapely figure. Rob looked on as the two had more than a friendly greeting. A tender kiss followed the other, freely caressing the other’s breast.“I see Dan is enjoying Marie’s pussy as a meal,” Karen commented, looking out. "Do I have to worry about "goodbye boinks"?" She asked smart-alecky."Just how shallow do you think I am? I'm not Sam Malone. Listen, I have to get to the store. Can I see you tonight?" I asked."I'll see if the girl next door has plans. She can sit and do her homework here once Missy gets to bed, so it will be after 8, OK? I'll call you at the pharmacy." Dianna said ending our call.I finished getting ready for work and suddenly it hit me. Here was a woman I had been out with maybe 12 or 15 times. He was not so bad to look at though his crumpled clothes bought a decade ago didn’t help; in another life I might even have found him attractive, but not in this one.“Cooking my dinner like a good little bitch,” he said. It was true; I was stooped over the stove. My mother certainly never cooked and Ian had a tendency to get violent if he didn’t have a meal on the table after work. I said nothing, it was usually best to unless he actually asked a direct question.“What is it?” he asked, stepping. You could say she was a bit of an attention hog. Her husband always told her that "that guy just checked you out" and yet she failed to see it most of the time. But when she did notice it she was proud of herself. It meant that she was still desirable and sexy. Every woman loves to feel that way. In the end, she used her feelings of being desirable and sexy to her husband's benefit.Taking a deep breath she inhaled the scent of the lasagna that was beginning to bubble in the oven. The fresh.