After all these years?”
“Do you ever watch tapes? “Well, it did get a little strange. Xxx “Your wife knows how risky this is?”
“Maybe. Can I look at the music while you play it?”
“Sure.”
And she did that, leaning on the bench behind him, hands along each of his thighs, breathing onto his bare neck, then kissing it as the music ended. You’re a wonderful mother.”
“Yes and I love them. Or bra, for that matter? How the hell was she going to come back for another round of that in two days? We could have dinner after?”
“Sure.” Brad was getting more and more baffled. What the hell? “A lot. But now … Look Brad, you more or less told me it was okay if I kept doing it with her. What was that Chinese saying? Now it was her kisses working their way down his spine, her tongue
