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Life on Eden Trails (Part II)

Date: 6/4/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

question. “Wine sounds so good,” Betty replied, “But you shouldn’t tempt me with wine. Wine is my weakness.” “Thigh-high dresses, and stilettos are my down-fall,” I responded back jokingly, before adding as an afterthought, “ but I won’t hold that against you.” Betty tossed her long blonde hair over her shoulder. She readjusted her skirt and walked a few additional steps up her driveway. She stopped and looked over at me. “Are you serious about the wine?” “Sure,” I responded. “Well, if you bring over a bottle,” Betty responded, “I will be glad to share my pot roast.” “Sure. Give me a few,” I responded. “Make it ten,” Betty responded. “I need to get out of this work outfit.” Betty disappeared into her house and I did the same. I have to admit, I was extremely nervous. The thoughts of being alone in Betty’s house made me nervous. I grabbed a bottle of red wine and headed next door. I rang the door bell and waited. After a few seconds, Betty opened the door. I was greeting with a warm smile and a hug. Betty had changed into some jeans and a pink t-shirt that was emblazoned with the “SEXY” across the chest. Her long blonde hair was tied up with a scrunchie, her soft bangs still framing her angelic-like face. Betty took the red wine from me and ushered me into her house. “You are too kind,” Betty remarked, taking the wine from me. Betty was noticeably shorter, standing in her bare feet. My eyes followed cute ass her as she lead the way into the house from the entry foyer. The ... house was neatly decorated and looked like something out of Architectural Digest. Betty ushered me in to the family room and offered to open the wine. Betty disappeared into the nearby kitchen area. I could smell the pot roast warming in the oven. Family photos decorated the mantle over the fire place and a huge painting of a mountain hung over the wall as well. I took a seat on the over-sized leather couch positioned in front of the fire place. Betty stepped out of the kitchen, two wine glasses in one hand and the bottle of wine in the other. “Hang on. Let me get the opener,” Betty remarked, sitting the wine glasses and wine on the glass topped coffee table positioned in front of the white leather couch on which I had settled.. Betty quickly disappeared back into the kitchen and then emerged with the cork screw. “Will you do the honors?” Betty asked, handing me the cork screw. I pushed the tip end of the cork screw into the cork of the wine bottle and began to screw it in. Betty stepped over to the fire place and knelt down in front of it. He placed two logs in the fireplace, even as I worked on the wine bottle. “It’s not really cold enough for a fire, but I love a fire place and it is so very relaxing,” Betty remarked. I poured the wine into the wine glasses, as Betty adjusted the flame on the gas-fed fire in the fireplace. I stood up and handed one of the ruby red glasses to her. “To a great neighbor and a pot roast,” I toasted. Betty chuckled and took a sip from her wine ...