Neighborhood MILF Hunter Pt. 05

This could go into Loving Wives but the age difference means it's more Mature. Hope you enjoy William's return!

Monday

One of the parts of being a firefighter is going to the state training center. Initially you go down there for basic classes on parts of the job your department doesn't have instructors for, or can't afford the proper equipment and props for training on. Later you go for the leadership classes that teach you how to lead others and handle the paperwork and other parts of the job when you are ready to step into an officer role. Finally, you may become a part-time instructor when the permanent staff needs help with classes.

I was in the former category this time, taking a class on Fire Officer I. I was nowhere near experienced enough to become an officer, but my department had a matrix where if you completed a certain series of course you would get five percent raise. It was a week-long class, too far to drive back and forth home every day, and I was lucky enough that my department had paid for a hotel room nearby so I didn't have to stay in the dormitory. My chief felt that training helped the entire department, and tried to fully support us when we went down there.

I left the class for lunch and decided to eat in the cafeteria. After I had my food and was looking for a place to sit down I saw a rather delightful head of brunette hair, arranged in a perm, going through the line. I waited until I could get a better look at her and was very happy with what I saw! This woman was a knockout! She was a petite five foot six, wearing platform three inch wood heels with colored straps, a green top / skirt combo that came to just above her knees, and her breasts were about a large C or small D size. She was very attractive, with high cheekbones, makeup subtly applied and not overdone, brown eyes that matched her hair. She had medium gold hoops dangling from both ears and a gold necklace completed her classic jewelry.

She wore a wedding / engagement ring combination, which was not necessarily a barrier. I was discreet in my appreciation of her, and was lucky enough to sit close to where she was sitting. We exchanged glances a couple of times, nothing more than a simple smile and nod, the acknowledgment of strangers whose eyes make contact with each other while casually looking around. When we were done eating, she headed towards the front of the building. I discretely followed and found that she worked in administration. I knew what time I was eating tomorrow!

Tuesday

I made sure to get to the cafeteria the next day just before she got there and waited on her. Yes, it's sophomoric and reeks of high school, but it works. When she came in, wearing a blue dress that zipped up the back, and another set of three inch heels, I quickly got in line behind her. Naturally she looked behind her to see who was in line, and I smiled at her. She smiled back, and I stuck my hand out.

"William."

"Brenda."

We shook hands, with her giving me the classic woman's handshake, half of her hand in my full hand, lightly touching me. I took note of the manicured fingernails, painted light red that matched her lipstick.

"So do you work here at the Training Center?"

"Yes, I'm in administration. I work on the police side, handling class schedules and coordination. Are you a student?"

"No, I'm down here taking a fire department leadership class, Officer I."

"Oh, really?" Brenda looked at me a little closer. "You look a little young to be taking that class. I'm used to old firefighters taking that class."

"Well, thank you, I think." I said it with smile and a twisted grin, and she giggled.

"I didn't mean anything by it."

"Oh, really?" I grinned again, and now she laughed. "Okay, I'm sorry, but I really didn't mean anything by it."

"You can make it up to me by having lunch with me, unless you think I'm too young?" I smiled again with that mischievous look in my eyes.

Brenda looked at me with a long look then smiled. "Okay, I guess I owe you that!"

This time I laughed and the conversation continued in that light hearted vein. The next forty-five minutes went by with us talking and laughing like old friends. I learned that she was married, two children, and had worked at the training center for over five years. We were nearing the end of the lunch period and Brenda looked at her watch. "I'm sorry, William, but it's the end of my lunch hour."

"I've got to get back to my class as well." We cleaned up our lunch debris, me taking her tray and getting a grateful smile in return.

"I really enjoyed our conversation today, Brenda. Could we have lunch tomorrow? Or am I too young?" I asked with a teasing tone in my voice.

She actually blushed a little bit, and I sensed my stock had gone up some. "Well, I guess so."

"Too young, or having lunch together?"

She giggled. "You are a character, aren't you! Yes, we can meet for lunch tomorrow!"

"Thank you, because I enjoy having lunch with a beautiful woman."

Brenda blushed violently at that one. Hesitantly she volunteered, "You know, I am married."

I smiled at her. "I know, I was just paying you a sincere compliment and thanking you at the same time."

She smiled at me and looked up at me through her eyelashes. "Well, I appreciate it. Same time tomorrow?"

I nodded and we parted ways.

Wednesday

When I arrived for lunch I found Brenda waiting for me. It was immediately apparent that she had taken some extra time with her appearance today, and I deeply appreciated it! She was wearing a very nice light peach color jacket / skirt combination, and the jacket had a deeper cut to it, showing off the white blouse underneath it and her rather impressive décolletage for the first time.

She was wearing a white bra as well, as I saw a hint of it under the blouse. Her skirt was a few inches shorter, and she was wearing pantyhose for the first time. Her heels, rather than the blocky sandals, were shiny black three inch stilettos. Her makeup was a little more pronounced, showing off her classic features better. Both her lips and her nails were a darker shade of red. Her hair, still in a perm, had been styled more elaborately. Brenda's mood was also more exuberant, and she smiled brightly when she saw me.

I had worn my best shirt with my khakis, along with a hint of cologne, and it was obvious Brenda liked my appearance by the look she gave me. Her perfume was also a little more pronounced today. It was obvious I had made an impression!

"Well, well, well! What do we have here! You look radiant today, Brenda!"

She smiled and giggled. "Thank you!"

I held out my arm and she clutched at it, holding it. "May I take you to lunch?" She nodded and we got into line.

We got our trays and sat down at a table. While we ate I kept stealing looks over at her and when we had both finished I stared at Brenda for such a long time she finally looked at me. "What is it?"

"You just look really good today."

Brenda blushed. "Thank you. I don't know what came over me, but I just felt like... well, I just felt like dressing up a little today. I'm really surprised by all the compliments I've gotten today as well."

"Well, why wouldn't they? You are a very attractive woman, Brenda."

She looked pensive for a moment. "No one's told me that in quite a while, William. It feels strange hearing it."

"Why? Doesn't your husband appreciate you? I know I would!"

"Oh, he's a good man, and I guess he loves me in his own way, but after two kids and with the pressures of two busy, working lives, he's just not as... well, I guess you'd say interested in me as he once was."

"Well, then, he's crazy. I am very interested in you."

"Oh, really?" She was leaning over now, and I could see down the front of her blouse and the delicious valley that was presented for my enjoyment. I could see the excitement building in her eyes. "Tell me how a young stud like you is interested in this married woman."

I smiled at her, and licked my lips slowly. Her eyes widened at that. She reached across the table and took my hand. "Are you really serious about..."

Her low voice was interrupted by one of her female colleagues coming up to her at that moment. "Hey, Brenda! Listen, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I had a question to ask you..." They went on in a work conversation for the next few minutes, and finally the other lady said, "Please, Brenda, can't you help me real quick before lunch is over? Please??"

Brenda looked at me with an apologetic shrug. "I need to get back to work. Have a good day, William." Her neutral tone revealed nothing, and regretfully I watched her get up and walk away, that fine ass I'd noticed Monday swinging rather enticingly.

Thursday

I came at the same time for lunch, and I was wondering if Brenda was going to be there. She was, and was again dressed up more than business casual. She was again dressed in a skirt / blouse combination, again showing a touch more cleavage than normal. Her skirt was also shorter than normal, about a third of the way above the knee, revealing a pair of toned, tanned thighs that looked very nice. She was wearing the same three inch black stiletto heels, and nude pantyhose. Her makeup was again expertly applied, with pearl studs and a pearl necklace. She looked a little nervous when she saw me, and hurried over.

"Hey, William. You know my co-workers are beginning to talk about us."

We got in line together and I asked her curiously, "What about?"

"Well, they've seen us eating lunch together the last two days, and they saw me dressing a little differently, and they've jumped to the conclusion that we're seeing each other!"

She stopped talking until we'd gotten our food and sat down at a table together.

"Well, we're not, so what's the problem?"

"William, they all know I'm married."

"I know that too. I don't understand the problem."

"Well, it looks bad."

I reached across the table and took her hand, which she was reluctant about but let me take it. She gripped it tightly and looked at me, a combination of fear, excitement and worry on her face. "Look, Brenda, we haven't done anything wrong. We've been out in the open each time, and all we've done is eat lunch together, laugh, and have a good time. I fail to see the problem."

She blushed and looked sideways at me. "Maybe the problem is that I might have mentioned how excited I was to see you and how attracted I am to you."

I smiled in delight at her. "What's this?"

She giggled but continued in a worried tone, taking her hand back. "Oh, Karen was teasing me about you when she saw how excited I was to have lunch with you today. She accused me of having an affair with you and of course I denied it, but when she said that she wouldn't blame me, I might have let slip that you had told me how attractive I am. Well, she thought that was so funny and teased me all morning about 'my new young lover'." She blushed and looked at me with a hopeful but worried expression.

I smiled at her. "Well, Brenda, I haven't made any secret of the fact that I find you to be a very beautiful woman, have I?"

She nodded and smiled nervously. "I sense a big 'but' coming."

I smiled mischievously. "The last thing you have is a big butt!"

She giggled at me, the tension broken. "Oh, you!"

I softened my smile and looked at her with a serious expression. "Look, all I've done is express my appreciation of your attractive looks. If your coworkers want to make a big deal over that, maybe they're just a little jealous that someone is not paying them enough attention."

Brenda smiled at that one, and reached out and gently touched me on the forearm. "You always know the right thing to say, don't you?"

"I just tell the truth."

She smiled at me. "And what about them thinking we're having an affair?"

"Maybe they're the ones not getting any at home and wishing they were having one!"

Brenda said, almost under her breath, "They're not the only ones."

I raised my eyebrows at that. "What was that?"

She blushed that I had heard her and quickly said, "Oh, nothing."

"Brenda, please don't tell me what you told me yesterday was true."

Brenda looked at me for a long moment. "Are you telling me what you insinuated was true? That you really would like to take me to bed?"

I nodded.

Brenda licked her lips nervously, then looked over at me. She hesitated, then a flood of words came pouring out. "It started two years ago. Danny and I always had a halfway decent sex life, never as good as after we were first married, but nothing to really complain about. Then about two years ago the frequency fell off. Normally it was about once a week, then it dropped to maybe once a month. And it didn't seem, well, normal is the way I'd put it. It was almost perfunctory on his part, like he was doing his duty, and it was only when I initiated it. I really don't know what's been going on with him, but I do know I want more out of the bedroom then that."

She stopped then, and devoted her attention to her food. I also slowly began to eat, and neither of us said anything until our food was finished. I knew it was about time for her to go back to work, not to mention me to return to my class, and soon Brenda started getting ready.

I looked at her for a long moment. "Can we see each other tomorrow? It's the last day I'm here."

"I don't know. I do know I'm very attracted to you, and that's dangerous to me and my marriage."

"How much of a marriage is it if talking to me at lunch is dangerous?"

She looked at me for a long moment. "Maybe I'm not ready to find out." She got up and walked away, and I slowly gathered my own things and went back to class.

Friday

Well, I wasn't surprised that when I went to lunch on Friday, I didn't see Brenda anywhere. Mentally I shrugged my shoulders then went out to my truck. As was tradition at the training center, week-long classes were always let out early on Friday's, usually before lunch, so I was heading home for the weekend. I decided to go ahead and eat lunch at a local Italian place in town I liked, then pack up my hotel room, check out and head home.

I pulled up into a parking space in the downtown area, got out, and was surprised to see Brenda walking on the sidewalk just ahead of me. "Hey, Brenda!"

She whirled and looked at me, with a mixture of embarrassment, shame and excitement. Her return was muted at best. "Hello, William."

I walked up to her, a little closer than normal. She was dressed in another jacket / skirt combination, this one black, with a white blouse straining to hold her breasts. Her brown hair was styled nicely, and she was once again wearing pantyhose and those three inch black stilettos. She looked awesome, and she couldn't help but smile at my approving once over.

"I looked for you at the cafeteria. I was hoping to say goodbye."

"I know, I saw you there."

"You look wonderful, by the way."

She blushed prettily. "Thank you." She hesitated for a moment, then kept going. "I got dressed this morning with you in mind. I thought you'd like this outfit and tell me how good I look in it." I smiled and said nothing, and she continued. "That's why I avoided you at the cafeteria. I'm thinking about you all the time, and I'm scared."

I reached out and gently caressed one perfectly smooth cheek, and she reached up with her right hand and covered my hand, holding it. "What are you scared of?"

"This - this right here - how I feel about you - the way you make me feel about myself - I'm afraid to go down a path that I don't know how it will end." She reached up one perfectly manicured hand, caressing my cheek with her left hand, the wedding and engagement rings glinting in the sunlight and I could feel the cool metal against my skin.

I pulled her towards me gently, and leaned down to kiss those dark red lips, and a spark flew between us as our lips touched for the first time. She moaned and then pulled me towards her, shoving her mouth onto mine, her tongue urgently wanting to enter my mouth. We shared that deep kiss for only a moment, then she broke away and looked at me. "Oh, God, I just want you so bad!"

I looked deep into Brenda's eyes. There was no more reluctance, no more fear, just pure, unbridled passion from a woman who had been denied it much too long. "Come with me." We went to my Jeep and in five minutes we were walking into my hotel room, on the way there Brenda calling her boss and letting him know her stomach was upset and she was going home for the afternoon. As soon as we closed the door she turned and came into my arms, her mouth willingly opening, her tongue eagerly darting into my mouth.

We kissed for what seemed like ages, our mouths moving on each other, our tongues dancing with each other, and we stumbled and fell onto the bed, with her on top of me.

She broke loose and sat up on her knees, unbuttoning her jacket, tossing it aside, and revealing that sheer white blouse, the black lingerie under it clearly visible. I sat up and removed my shirt, then I ran my hands up her stomach and cradled her breasts, feeling their weight and size, caressing them. She moaned with pleasure. "God, I love your hands on my body." She unbuttoned the blouse, slowly revealing that incredible chest restrained only by the bra, and she took it off, arching her back and only showing off her magnificent tits even better.

I pulled her down to me, pulling her lips on top of mine, kissing her hard, and I could feel her pelvis pushing against mine, slowly humping on me, only increasing the massive bulge under my pants. I felt her breasts, still constrained by her bra, crush against my chest, feeling the lace and some skin, almost hot to the touch, against my own.

Almost reluctantly she let go and pushed herself up and off of me. Standing up, she reached up behind her back and teasingly released her bra, looking at me with a sultry look in her eyes the entire time. It fell to the floor and I saw her breasts naked for the first time. They were just as full and heavy as I thought, with small areola's and small nipples, both of which were hard little nubs pointing straight out.

"God, Brenda, they're magnificent!"

She smiled and shook her chest at me, causing them to wiggle and bounce gently. "You like them?"

"Oh my God, yes!" I reached out for her and she smiled sexily at me, waving a finger. "Uh - uh - uh, not yet. There's some more to come." She reached behind her and unzipped her skirt, and that also fell to the floor in a puddle of cloth around those sexy high heels.

"Oh, my God, Brenda!" She giggled and thrust her hips out at me, and I was shocked to see that she wasn't wearing panties at all! Her bush was wild and untrimmed, and I could see her pussy fluids dripping from the hair. What was even more amazing was that she was wearing an honest to goodness black garter belt, with both stockings tightly attached to it.

She cocked her hips to one side and then the other, accenting those magnificent curves. "I take it you approve?" She giggled. "I got so hot just thinking about having lunch with you today and not wearing panties. I had no idea we'd wind up here!"

"God, Brenda, you just look so damn good!"

She smiled at me. "I think you might be overdressed." Brenda came over and I stood up. She reached over and pulled up my shirt, pulling it over my head, then ran her hands over my chest, playing with my chest hair for a moment. "You look pretty good yourself." She reached down and unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants, then unzipped me. My khakis fell to the floor, revealing my boxers and the hard prick sticking straight out!

Her eyes had a glow of lust as she reached down and took hold of it, gently caressing it through the cloth. She said softly, "I can't remember the last time my husband was this hard for me. God, I need this prick, William! I need this prick in my pussy so bad! God, fuck me! Fuck my married pussy with this hard young prick!"

There was no more foreplay, no more talk. Brenda had made her decision and I was more than happy to satisfy this beautiful woman! I reached out and turned her back to the bed. She fell onto the bed, scooting back and spreading those beautiful legs wide, garters and shoes still in place. I climbed onto the bed between those legs, and placed my prick in front of her pussy, leaning over her.

Brenda arched her hips, and her pussy touched the head of my dick. "Put it in me! God, please, put it in me now!" I moved up a couple of inches and slowly slid the first few inches in. She was so wet it easily slipped in, but I felt her tightening up the farther I pushed. I waited, savoring the feeling of her hot, wet pussy engulfing my hard dick. Brenda reached up, pulling me towards her, her legs wrapping around my waist and pulling me deeper into her.

I finally got every inch into her, and she moaned with pleasure, feeling my cock inside of her. "God, William, you feel so damn good! Fuck me, baby, fuck me now!"

I started moving in and out of her, slowly stroking my hard cock into that soft, hot, wet pussy, hearing her moans of pleasure as I fucked her. "God, Yes, Baby! That's the way! Harder, baby, harder! Fuck this pussy of mine!"

Her legs clenched around my waist, and she thrust her hips and pussy up to me, begging in her neediness. My own lust was rising higher, and I gladly began to fuck her harder, pounding that tight pussy with my cock, slamming it into her, losing myself in her passion and desire. Both of us were too excited to last long, and I felt myself quickly climbing that precipice, trying to hold out as I felt her breathing become ragged, and I heard her under me.

"Yes, William, Yes. God, fuck me just like that! Fuck me -- fuck me -- fuck that pussy of mine -- God it feels so damn good -- You're fucking me so damn good -- don't stop -- please don't stop -- Yes -- Yes -- YYYYYEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!" as Brenda exploded under me, writhing as her orgasm claimed her. That was my trigger as well, and I grunted loudly as I shoved my dick deep into that waiting pussy and felt it pulse its load out, the pleasure coursing through me.

We collapsed onto the bed together in a heap, our bodies entangled and momentarily exhausted from the exertion. I pulled her close and gently held her close, kissing her hair and softly caressing her back. It was a few moments later when Brenda spoke.

"My God, what just happened?" It was a tone of wondering bemusement.

I leaned down and kissed her, which she eagerly returned. "I think that's known as an orgasm. I hear it's fairly common during sex."

She smiled a wry grin at me. "Smart ass."

I reached around and ran my hand over her tight ass, and she sighed at my gentle touch. "Well, I think you have a very nice one." I cupped it and played with it, appreciating it's firmness even on a woman of her age.

"Mmmm, I like that." She laid there for a moment, enjoying my caresses, then I felt her mood shift. "My God, what I am I going to do now?"

"What do you mean?"

"I've never cheated on Danny before! I don't know what I'm going to do! What am I supposed to do, go back to him tonight and act like nothing happened?"

"Why not?"

She got up on one elbow and stared at me. "Because I feel better than I have in years! You made me feel on top of the world! I feel like dancing and singing! I don't want this to ever stop, and I can't imagine going back to my old, worn out life with an old, worn out husband who doesn't care about making me feel like you do!"

I leaned over and kissed her, opening my mouth and probing my tongue into hers. For a moment she resisted, then eagerly opened her own, and our tongues wrestled with each other. She pulled me on top of her, and I moved my kisses to her neck, eagerly exploring that soft spot below her jawline, smelling the perfume she had dabbed on her neck. I came down her chest to her magnificent breasts, finding one of her nipples with my mouth and nibbling and sucking on it.

Brenda groaned with pleasure. "God, I love that. Don't forget I have two of them." Chastised, I promptly turned my attention to the other one, while running one hand down to that marvelous place I had already been once today, gently rubbing and teasing it.

"Oh, William, that feels so good -- so damn good -- and it's been so damn long since anyone turned me on the way you do. Please don't stop."

"Only if you insist." I slipped one finger inside her while I rubbed her clit with my thumb, and she began slowly writhing under my attentions. One of Brenda's small hands reached down and grabbed my cock, slowly jacking on it. She moaned with pleasure to find it already hard. "Already?!" in a mix of wonder and delight. "I forgot how you young men can recover so fast!"

"Oh, baby, I love that," I moaned gently.

"You do?"

"God, yes!" I could feel him swelling under her attentions.

She giggled. "I like doing it. He's so much bigger and harder than my husband's."

I smiled around my mouthful of nipple. "Oh, really?"

"God, yes! Danny's is average at best. Yours felt wonderful inside me, like you filled every inch of me." She jacked me harder, and I saw she was using her left hand, the one with her wedding ring set on. It was so erotic seeing her little hand with the dark red fingernails and that wedding band jacking on my thick, hard cock.

She let go then grinned at me. "You'll like this even better." I let go of her nipple as she squirmed down and her mouth hovered over my cock, then she wrapped those dark red lips around it and lowered herself, taking it deep into her mouth. I looked down at her dark hair, falling onto my thighs as she gently sucked my dick, moving her mouth up and down slowly, sensually.

I couldn't help it and grabbed her head, digging my hands deep into her soft tresses, "Oh, God, Brenda, that feels so damn good!"

She moaned, "You taste so damn good!" Her tongue played with the soft patch under the head of my penis, further exciting me. She would alternate, sucking hard then soft, running her lips up and down my cock, using her hands to jack me off while moving her lips at the same time in a synchronized motion that was incredible.

I was hoping to return the favor for Brenda, but apparently sucking my dick really turned her on, because she abruptly let it slide out of her mouth and rolled onto her back, spreading those sexy legs wide, still wearing the garters, stockings and her fuck me pumps. "God, William, stick that big thing back in me! I need it so badly!"

I quickly crawled between her legs, taking a moment to enjoy the sight of this mature woman, legs spread wide, knees cocked up, pussy soaked with anticipation. Her nipples, red from my attentions, were sticking straight into the air. Her makeup was mussed from our exertions together. Her brunette hair laid strewn out on the pillow.

She reached up and pulled me down on top of her, and my cock easily slipped back into that hot, wet pussy of hers. I felt it clench at me, pulling at me. "Fuck me, William! Fuck me with that big cock of yours!" She wrapped her legs around me again, shoving her hips at me, desperate for my cock to pound her pussy, and I was glad to oblige her.

I started going into her with the same long, slow, deep, strong strokes, pushing it as hard and as deep as I could before slowly pulling it almost out again. Brenda moaned with pleasure at each stroke. "God, yes, that's the way! Shove that big dick into me!"

She was still tight, and she felt so good I started fucking her faster, pounding her pussy, shoving it into her hard and deep. She moaned and cried out with pleasure, begging me to fuck her harder and harder. Soon we were fucking at each other, pounding at each other, both of us totally lost in the moment.

This time I came first, overwhelmed by erotic lust for this mature wife, and my orgasm triggered hers, and I felt her pussy convulse around me as my dick spasmed, planting my seed deep inside her again. Brenda's orgasm was so powerful that while her mouth opened wide as if to scream, no sound emerged, and she collapsed onto the bed quivering with pleasure. My dick fell out of her with a wet sound, and I curled up beside her, contented and satisfied.

It took her a couple of minutes to recover, and she purred and snuggled up next to me, putting an arm over me, her fingernails caressing my chest.

"God, William, that felt so damn good. How in the world did you do that to me twice?"

I reached up and kissed her gently. "That was all you. I just brought it out in you."

"I notice that you neatly avoided the question of what I'm supposed to do now."

I reached up and softly stroked her hair, pulling her closer to me, and she laid her head on my chest. "Brenda, what makes you think this is the only time? That this was some kind of wham - bam - thank you, ma'am?"

She giggled gently. "Isn't that the way with you firefighters? Find them hot - leave them wet?"

I chuckled. "Never thought I'd hear a lady say that!"

She kissed me gently. "I'm full of surprises."

"I see that!" I smiled briefly then continued. "Look, Brenda, as far as I'm concerned you're in control of this relationship and what happens next. Obviously you have the most to lose. I don't think either of us are dreaming of running off into the sunset together, are we?"

"God, no! As much as Danny is lacking in the bedroom, he's still a decent provider and a good father for the kids."

I breathed a silent sigh of relief. "Well, then, we'll simply figure out a way to spend some time together when we have a chance to. I live far enough away that it's not like we're going to run into each other at the store. I can drive down here, or you can drive up to my house. And of course I'll be training at the center again."

There was a long silence from Brenda, then she said quietly, "I guess that will work." Her voice grew more confident as she went on. "Danny works late on a regular basis, and the kids are old enough that they're always gone to friend's houses or something else. I don't see a problem with us meeting each other, we just need to use someplace where no one will recognize me." Then she giggled, "And we need to avoid having lunch at the cafeteria again!"

I laughed and smiled. "That sounds good to me. Trust me," I bent down and kissed her, which she eagerly returned, "I have no problem driving down to see you on a regular basis!"

Reluctantly Brenda got up, and I watched her slowly get dressed again. I did the same, and we walked out to my Jeep. I dropped her off beside her car, and I watched her drive quickly out of sight. I definitely was going to come down here more often!