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Don't Drop Anchor Here (Part V)
Date: 10/3/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: flytoomuch, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories
attraction to each other to become too obvious, or “gossip” might start. Veronica was looking around the yard seeing whom she should take care of when the anxious wife felt a warm physical presence behind her. “You look so beautiful Ronnie.” Rob had snuck up behind her at the food table and whispered huskily in her ear. She beamed and scolded him to “be more careful”. The straying wife was terrified someone would realize that they had become lovers. And yet secretly perhaps she hoped that might happen? A “scandal” yes, but then freedom? Young Rob couldn’t help surreptitiously gawking at the beautiful wife from next door. The woman who had his full attention was dressed in a pale lilac sundress that came to mid-thigh. She had tan sandals on her feet. Rob thought that with her hair in a ponytail his lover looked much younger than her twenty-nine years. Looking at the sexy blonde, her make-up done flawlessly, Rob realized this was the woman who had taken his virginity. His cock swelled wanting her. The young admirer smiled a secret smile. Looking Ronnie up and down he couldn’t help appreciating her youthful perfection. At twenty-nine Ronnie had the perfect female form. Her breasts were still pert and firm. Her waist was tapered and trim and her hips were wide and ready to make babies. The sexy young wife’s legs were tanned and toned from the summer sun. Her numerous vigorous bouts of wild lovemaking had given her a feminine glow. With the still lingering and vibrant physical ... beauty of youth she combined a deep feminine understanding in her soft pale blue eyes. Veronica pushed the rather too attentive Rob away. She playfully admonished him to not be so obvious. Taking her cue Robert drifted off to chat with other guests. Veronica’s Avon Lady friend named Tammy approached and chatted with her casually. “Gosh you look so beautiful Ronnie. Let me know when you need some more cosmetics. The new catalogue will be out soon.” Tammy was always a sales lady. When you became an “Avon Lady” it was a full-time job. The two women giggled and discussed beauty products. Tammy spied handsome young Rob by the punch bowl talking to someone. “Isn’t that the boy next door who’s been drafted?” Ronnie’s face darkened at the mentioning of the word “draft”. Now that her own life was having a shadow cast over it she had become much more attentive to the TV news about the war. The gulf between her own political views on the war and her husband’s was becoming wider and wider by the day. The terrified young woman just wished the war could end immediately. Ronnie just wanted Rob to be able to stay home and be with her. They could figure things out, she was certain. “Yes. That’s Rob Langham. He’s a wonderful young man. He leaves for basic in the middle of September.” If her friend Tammy noticed the glint of love in Ronnie’s eye and the special timbre in her voice as she spoke about Robert we don’t know. Tammy did stare at her friend a little longer than usual with a quizzical ...