Anne had met and married her husband, Martin, while Michael was in the service, and she'd never heard another word from him until he'd called her on the phone this morning. Hearing his voice again, after all these years had stirred up the wild passions she'd felt for him so long ago. Michael had been living in the Midwest with his wife for the past several years, and when they were recently divorced, he'd returned to his home town for the first time. One of the first things he'd done on his arrival was to call Anne, and the beautiful woman had almost creamed her panties when she heard his still familiar voice on the other end of the line.

Thrilled that he'd called her after all these years, she'd excitedly asked him to drop over for coffee tomorrow morning, and now she was regretting her action. Anne realized she shouldn't have asked him to come aver when her husband and daughter would be away, but she had this overpowering desire to see the man alone.

With Martin working such long, hard hours at his store, much of the bloom had rubbed off their marriage, and the thought of seeing Michael again was very intriguing to the woman. She felt a bit deceitful for having invited the man over, but she just had to see if he was still as handsome as she'd remembered him to be.

Her deep thoughts were momentarily interrupted when she saw the lights of Dean's car turning into the driveway.

"Here he is," beamed Melanie, jumping to her feet.

After kissing her parents on their cheeks and promising to be home early, the lovely girl hurried out the door.

"Hi, honey," she smiled, jumping into the boy's car.

"How's my doll tonight?" grinned Dean, putting the car in gear and backing out of the driveway.

As she'd expected, he drove directly to the secluded area near the river where most of the local people went to make out. Turning off the ignition and lights the handsome teen gasped Melanie in his arms and drew her close to him without making any preliminary advances.