Well, that and taking her clothes off. The living room was at the back of the house and had a fine big picture-window that looked out over the pond behind the house on one side, and a bay window, with a cozy reading nook built into it, facing the woods to the north on another. Black porn She went for a long walk in the woods, only to return without having noticed a single blossom or birdsong. Then, still grinning at him, she slipped her hand inside her panties. Then, still in slow motion, her smile widening a little, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, then reached up to pull down first one shoulder-strap, then the other. So she stepped slowly toward him, until her breasts were almost touching his chest. She saw that although he’d pulled up his jeans, in his haste and distraction he had left them unfastened. She’d thrown a quick, panicked glance behind her, looking for a stain coming through the back of her skirt—none, thank god—and then walked, slowly, putting her feet down with great care, as if in a posture class,
