Apologies, for being an oldie, I somehow I managed to be anonymous in the last edition. Some of you should be detectives, you correctly mentioned the eating place. Over the last weekend, Sue rang and asked if I could help as it had snowed heavily and she could not leave the house. Unfortunately I was away, so could not help. I text'd her on Tuesday to confirm my arrival for wednesday morning, I was full of anticipation at the prospect of possibly following on from our banter last week I arrived at 8.45, rang the bell and Sue appeared looking a bit flustered. She was in a bit of a state as her bloody cat was missing. I tried to clam her down, it appeared that the cat had been gone for 36 hours and she was getting frantic. Over coffee she kept saying "bastard cat", she then explained that the cat was called Charlie after her husband and both were bastards!!! After coffee I mentioned work and the list, she apologised and said she had not done the list but would I start on some curtain poles in the lounge (the usual thing, they had been secured using short screws and they had worked loose) I cracked on and Sue disappeared. After 50 minutes or so I noticed a large Tabby cat with a bunch of feathers ie bird" in its mouth, strolling across the lawn. I called out, " was her cat a tabby and did he bring gifts to the house".. She rushed into the kitchen with a shriek of joy followed by an even louder shriek of horror as Charlie offered his gift. Quietly grinning I picked up the pigeon and disposed of it. When I returned Sue was profuse in her thanks, I reminded her I was good at practical things. Charlie was in her arms being fed all sorts of treats whilst she either cooed at him and then he was called a bad cat and a bastard, making his mum worried. Still grinning I continued with the pole rehanging and managed to also get the cords that close/open them sorted out. A much much happier Sue, inspected them and said she was very pleased, (A) they were solid and the cords had not worked for years. She suggested a bite to eat, she had planned to go out, but now Charlie was back she would eat at home, I explained that I had some food with me, she said "you are eating with me, full stop". The "old" Sue was back. I fixed some door handles whilst she prepared lunch. It was superb, home made soup and huge chunks of organic "bread from the her supplier. She poured me a large red and we ate and drank., During lunch the wine flowed, although I was just sipping. Sue was very much in form and the banter bounced between us, she was intrigued by the idea and implications of a list. I said, "with a list we know where we are and what needs doing. You prioritise and I'll do it"., "Well" she said, "can you hang pictures", "of course I "said.. Eventually we finished and she wanted to show me the picture. It was upstairs in a large bedroom, not hers and apparently a portrait of her husband. I held the picture whilst she ummed and aarghed. Then said "hang it there", I went down stairs and returned with my tools, Sue said, "you are a practical one aren't you", I said " I'm much better with a list, but this will do for now". Quick as a shot she said, "the list is in my head", I said "well once I've hung the picture, you will have to whisper what's in your head to me". The picture was hung but we were skirmishing, the atmosphere was alive and crackling , the path was set, pre ordained but we had not trod it yet. We were next to each other, and she was in a sort of limbo, I just said, "come here and have a hug" She just sort of melted into me, I held her tight, not moving, just holding her. She made little whimper noises, and said "you are not bad at hugs are you" " I'm mind reading" I said and held her close. She suddenly whispered "I'm so lonely and afraid, its been so long and I" her whisper ended there. Gently I lifted her chin and gave her a kiss. Her arms wrapped round me, my kisses were returned four fold. She nuzzled into my chest, breathing hard and making gasps. I moved my hand from her back, to her waist and then to her front, gently lifting them towards her breasts. I moved slowly trying to ensure that it wasn't rushed or hurried. As I cupped her breasts she gave an almighty shiver and whimpered, Soon I was kissing her breasts, clothes falling away. She held my manhood, and said can I ?, gently she removed my pants and then started to let her tongue and teeth skip all over my chest and stomach, heading all the time to my groin. When I was fully exposed she just lightly kissed it and took me into her mouth, no hard sucking, just softness and gentle movement of her lips. It was exquisite. We did not fuck, we just made love, it was special for both of us, I used my tongue to excite and thrill her, eventually she was ready for me, as I gently probed she said "be gentle" I was, but at the same time I was huge, engorged and wanting to sate my lust. She took me in, moving and thrusting her body against mine, pushing, cajoling. We were joined as one, together but in our private worlds. I had a huge organism, Sue was saying don't stop' don't stop, I carried on using my member to stimulate her clit, gradually the wave built and built until she was on the crest surfing down, she cried, she bit, she scratched, called me a bastard, called me a bad boy, called me a good boy. Totally exhausted, we spent the rest of the afternoon just cuddling and talking. I brought her tea in bed and we talked more. When I eventually prepared to leave she gave me a full days money, saying I had earned it. I was about to protest, but she shushed me and said "next time I will have 2 lists, one on paper and one in my head, you will have to work it out" I'm due back in two weeks time. She did give me details of her husband and their relationship, a funny situation. I may tell you more next time. .