Something out of the ordinary had been bothering Karen, the dark-eyed Barbara thoughtfully mused as she crossed the pleasant street back to her own new home. Subconsciously, she added a little extra bounce to her gait plus a provocative waggle of fully rounded hips and buttocks, just in case there might be a man admiring her from some concealed vantage point. Of course, they'd only known the dazzling blonde charmer and her adorable husband less than two weeks, but that was long enough to learn considerable about a person's character and temperament. There was no question about it, the enticingly sexy doll had been mighty worked up over something… or someone, when she'd walked out of that washroom! Her cheeks had been flushed and she was still trembling when she poured the coffee, Barbara remembered, her own excitement growing. God, was it possible…? Could there have been someone hidden in there… a man, perhaps…? It certainly had taken her long enough to answer the door! And she'd rapped at least a half-dozen times! Well, if there had been, he was still there, but he'd have to leave sooner or later, and little Barbara was just going to watch from behind the living room drape for a bit!

Karen Smith having an illicit affair! Wow, now wouldn't that be something, though? Damn, if it were only true, the raven-haired neighboring wife eagerly speculated, making her way through the cool, well-furnished house to the living room where she could comfortably watch, wait, and think. There was still plenty of time before she had to change and dress for her shopping tour. God, Don would just flip if it were true, Barbara imagined, smiling to herself. She'd never known him to get quite as horny over the possibility of a new conquest as he had with Karen. Admittedly, the golden-haired angel had it all, looks, youth, and a perfectly breathtaking body, but she didn't figure that she, herself, was any slouch at twenty-seven.