Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dirty Family Secrets: Kabanata 571 - Kabanata 580

I'd had a pretty serious girlfriend for a while. She'd moved in and back out again by the time the third season had started. I was not an easy person to live with, working long hours, traveling a lot during the week, and pretty set in my ways. I'd also dated several more women over the years, but none had stuck yet. I was currently between skirts, and caught a good bit of ribbing over it. I owned my own consulting business with two other guys, and we'd grown from three employees when I'd first met this crowd, to more than 30. Things were going well for me, business wise. I'd even upgraded the TV to a 60" HDTV which was appreciated by all.I was surprised that Lori was still single. She was attractive, but made no effort to emphasize it. Her game apparel was consistent, one of her three authentic NFL Redskins jerseys, and jeans. The jeans were not form fitting, though they fit Ok; the huge jerseys, on the other hand, fit like a burlap sack. She dated a lot, but never for more than a mo

"Run the BALL!" Lori was shouting at the TV. "When it's working keep it up until they show they can stop it!"Of course, being up by 28, you could do pretty much anything you wanted to, but I kept that to myself.We held the 49ers to 3 and out, and as soon as we got the ball back, it was run, run, run. Thirty quick yards by Portis on three straight carries. That had Lori back on her feet, dancing and shouting, "That's what I'm talking about!"She was always animated, jumping up and down, dancing in place when things went well, and despondent when things didn't. Today was a good day. And the dancing looked different to me than it ever had before. Cuter. Sexier. Hotter.Four more runs had the ball down to the SF 14 yard line, and Lori was talking about the spirit of Riggo, in the shirt. Then a holding penalty and two passes stalled the drive, and she was almost livid that we settled for a field goal."We can run all day on these guys. Why did they stop? Why?" She turned back to the TV.

We had taken too long getting to our seats, and the guys had already laid claim to the recliner and the end couch seat. Lori got the middle seat, choosing to be closer to the TV, while I got the other end of the couch. We were several minutes into the game, and I found out that Elam had a FG, and the Giants were driving. In deference to both Bob and Derek we had the Bills vs Raiders on the second TV, since they both had players in that game. Why? God only knows."Three points," I told my couch neighbor softly. "17 to go.""Eighteen for the win, wiseguy," she snapped. "I need another drink; you have any more of that Red Bull?"Normally, I'd just laugh and tell her to fend for herself, but I was feeling generous, and still a little guilty for letting the teasing get out of hand. "I'll check. Be right back." I headed out to the garage and found we still had three more. I grabbed all three, and stopped by the dining room to grab a fifth of Stoli."What did I miss?" I asked, passing Lori h

"I think I'm probably a little too foul-mouthed for some of them. What's fun in the bedroom is an embarrassment at Mom's.""You? Foul-mouthed? I'd never noticed.""Screw you, asshole.""Soon, pretty girl. Very soon." It was the first time since leaving the house I'd brought up our deal.She blushed nicely, gulping down another eel sushi with too much wasabi. She almost choked on it. "So how about you? Single, decent looking, good money. How is it you're still available?"I shrugged. "Too much travel, too much work. Guess I just haven't met the right girl yet. It's not for lack of trying."She looked at me hard. "What's the deal anyway? I'm nothing like the girls you've been with last couple of years. Tiny little big breasted bottled-blondes seem more your type."I didn't think I really had a 'type', but her description accurately covered the last few women I'd been with."Tall, skinny, brunettes just doesn't seem to be your usual style," she added."I don't know. I don't think I seek

I worked my way down her legs, a long, long journey, all the way to her feet. Kissing her instep she giggled. "Careful buster, I'm ticklish, in case you haven't noticed."She wasn't that ticklish, and didn't flinch when I took her long slender toes between my lips, not wanting to miss an inch of her. My last girlfriend had tiny feet that could fit in one hand. Lori had long narrow feet, deep arches, and cute painted toes that decried her normal attempts to look tomboyish. Until today I'd never found her sexy. Pretty, yes, and fun. But this was an eye-opener. A game-changer. There was a very sexy, very hot woman hidden behind her "one of the guys" facade.After finishing with her feet, I worked up her legs, concentrating on the inside of her thighs. Making my way slowly."Talk about tease. You're driving me crazy, Jack."As I neared the top I could smell her need. Her hair was carefully cropped, light brown, a neat triangle that fit inside the last remnants of her tan. Her faint tan-li