Leah asked, "What would you like for dinner, Sir?" Bear answered, "Just make whatever you want I'm sure I will love it." Leah replied, "Okay, I'll d... that." Back at home Leah was in the kitchen preparing steak, some green beans, and mashed potatoes with gravy. Five minutes later, Bear walked through the door and walked right in the kitchen. Sitting at the table, he admired his Peanut as she was putting last minute touches on dinner. She placed the dinner on the table, waiting for Bear to. He graciously accepted the praise asking how her husband was then taking her arm inviting her inside. They had drinks in the main lounge, a period room with roaring fire, expensive drapes and pictures covering the walls. Yasmin was impressed, maybe they werent as crass as she thought. They both sat on a long leather sofa, Yasmin legs cross heeled boot pointing out, Victor in his dinner jacket more animated and a little too close for comfort. The fire was crackling and Yasmin began to feel. I kissed her and thanked her for an incredible night. I told her had I known this was part of the package, I definitely would have asked her out sooner. Laughing, she said, "Ditto." We dozed off on the couch, wrapped in a quilt, until I woke up at 2 AM. I kissed her, and told her she should probably get to bed. I didn't want to risk one of the kids finding us like this. We both sat up, yawned, and began getting dressed. Watching her put her clothing back on was almost as exciting as watching. Feeling safe and secure in his arms, she leaned back to look at him. Her smile was teasing, her eyes sparkling and her breaths already a little uneven. She was flushed and eager, happy to finally be alone with him again. **** In moments she was as excited as a young girl and had jumped up into his arms. She was giggling and laughing and he hung onto her as she wrapped her legs around him. They kissed. And kissed. And kissed…. Hansen smiled, each of his hands holding onto one of her small firm.
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