Have a lovely evening..." each continued on her own way.Once at the outer edge of her garden, something in the back of her mind told Moira to look to ...the windows in the building. She'd never done before, but, this time.... ah, yes... this time there were two heads silhouetted in the window in the flat below her's. The blonde was curious before, and with the chance passing on the stairs... she and her petite flatmate were watching. Moira smiled. She'd never cared if she was seen before, but now. “Sure thing” I replied, standing up to kiss him. He pushed me away…”No son, I really want to fuck you…Hard and without the emotional crap that my wife craves” I smiled at him and gave him the nod.He stepped in behind me, pulling my naked body tight to his and pushing me forward toward a low fence, his hands went to my shoulders as he ordered “Here and bent forward is good”.Within minutes he’d lubed my hole and was working his fingers deep into me. First one, then the second and finally a third. I was wearing almost the same clothes as when I'd seduced Alan, only the blouse had become creased and stained so I put on a clean one, same bra but no knickers. Carol was wearing a knee length navy blue skirt with a long slit up the side which showed a lot of leg, black shoes and a black T-shirt with a yellow zig zag design. It was quite a tight fit and showed off her full breasts and nipples beautifully. We sat and chatted for about an hour, during which time we consumed her bottle of wine. *Slap" harder this time. Not playful. And with a sting that echoed."You just can't listen, can you?" Her hips moving in little circles with me inside her.*slap* and that smile, that wicked sexy smile.I was in a daze. My mind wasn't really functioning. So my memory of the next few minutes isn't perfectly clear. I'm sure i'm not remembering everything she said, and i might be remembering some of it incorrectly. But this is close enough."Do you like it when i slap you like a little bitch?" Is that.