follows the chap Adventures In The Kitchen. Mature*

Linda sat down, a blush on her face. She knew how she was going to get her revenge. She still felt guilty for orgasming in her husband's parents' kitchen, and she knew she was going to feel guilty for what she was about to do. But that guilty feeling was just going to have to go away, because she was determined to succeed. She started the meal with her left hand on Danny's knee.

Danny smiled at Linda, not expecting a single thing. He cluelessly ate his salad, giving his opinions when they were needed (or maybe not needed).

Linda moved her hand up his leg just a little bit, squeezing her hand around his muscles. She felt him look at her, resulting in her completely ignoring him. She was glad they were having pasta that night, because it would have ruined her plan if she needed her knife.

Linda sipped her wine as Danny swallowed a moan. Her hand was steadily moving up, her nails digging into his skin. She drummed her fingers on his zipper, looking sideways past Frank.

Danny choked on a cucumber when Linda grabbed him through his pants. He reached for his wine, taking a big sip.

"You okay, sweetie?" Linda innocently looked at him.

"Mhmm," he took another long sip after seeing her pout a little.

"I'm glad." She popped the button from its hole, and silently, slowly pulled the zipper down. She drummed her fingers once again, chewing her bread thoughtfully. She was sure the conversation revolved around police, criminals, or the law. She sunk her nails into him, making him clink his fork loudly against the plate.

"Sorry," Danny managed to say, an almost goofy grin on his face.

The detective jumped when his phone rang. It looked like an important number, but even if it wasn't, he was going to answer it. "I think it's for my case. 'Scuse me." He walked to the kitchen, and looked at the number. Pretending to answer, but really hanging up, he said, "hello?... yes, hold on." He called out, "Linda! It's for you!"

"Really? Who the hell'd be calling me?" Linda wiped her mouth with her napkin and headed towards the kitchen.

"Does anybody hear Pomp And Circumstance playing?" Joe wondered, noting his sister in law's somewhat triumphant walk.

"Who's calling?" Linda raised her eyebrows, reaching for the phone.

"You're an evil little vixen of a bitch, you know that?" Danny almost hissed, pocketing his cell.

The blonde smiled, "yeah. I do." She reached out and grabbed his length, smirking devilishly.

He took her hand, leading her quietly to and up the stairs. They snuck into his old bedroom, closing the door behind them.

Immediately, Linda dropped to her knees, un-looping his belt. She pulled his pants and underwear down, not wasting any time. She rubbed her hands together, creating friction. Smiling sexily you at her husband, she put her warm hands on his length.

Danny closed his eyes and smiled as Linda's hands moved up and down, her hot breath teasing him. She gripped harder, making the detective moan and ball his fists. She worked her magic, smiling widely when he squirted his juices in her hand.

Linda sat back on her knees, licking her hands, driving Danny wild. She stood up, grabbed his face, and kissed him fervently. She ground her fabric clad crotch against Danny's, wanting him to suffer until either of them could do something about their itch.


"Sorry," Linda sat down, "my brother called. "Wanted to talk about something."

"Danny, Linda, may I see you toe for a moment, please?" Frank wondered, the young couple exchanging worried glances.

"What's up?" Danny wondered once they were in the kitchen.

"I understand that you're young and you're in love, but I do wish that you wouldn't showcase it at the dinner table or in my kitchen."

Linda blushed profusely, "sorry, Frank. It's just— we didn't-"

"Try to keep the PDA at a minimum." He left the kitchen, leaving his son and his wife.

"Where's the fun in that?" Danny mumbled, making Linda giggle.

She turned to face him, "we're not finished yet, babe. I want more. A lot more." She kissed him with as much passion as she could, stopped mid-kiss, smiled sexily, and went to the dining room.

"She is one bitchy lady..." Danny smirked, shaking his head.