Donna and I simply sat there in shock! Here were her two lovely daughters, standing in the doorway with big grins on their faces.
Their Mother and I were still firmly enjoined, shall we say.
Donna hopped up with a start, I caught her look of dismay as she dashed from the living room, leaving me sitting there hurriedly pulling the robe closed over my still glistening half hard erection.
"What's that?" Lisa demanded.
"What's what?" I answered, feeling a bit on the vulnerable side.
"That bandage!" She said, a bit of concern in her voice.
"Just a scratch," I told her, "There was a little problem."
"Little problem, hell!" Donna interjected as she walked back into the room, now dressed in slacks and a pullover top. "Ted saved my life!" she said.
We all sat at the kitchen table as Donna related the situation of the last couple of hours. She told them how I had interupted an intruder that had attacked her, managed somehow to beat him off. She explained that the Police had been there, and were looking for the guy. She mentioned the fact that he had fired one shot, and hit me. "I just was doctoring his wound," she added, lamely.