I was still tired and went back to the bed, but was just resting and not sleeping. My husband was downstairs and then came into our room."How about a ...assage?" Sure, that sounds lovely."At first, he just moved my pajamas out of the way and just rubbed my back and my lower back."Get undressed honey."I did as he said to do. I laid on my back and he went to the bathroom to get the baby oil.He poured oil on his hands and worked out the knots that were there on my neck. His fingers were rubbing them. We will wait until 17:50. If you don’t show we will leave. See you soon. Bye.”“Well Fran, let’s hope he shows.” We walked 15 minutes, ordered a pair of iced teas and sat outside. At 17:35 we were interrupted by a man about 30 saying, “Some nice lady said I would find two ladies drinking iced tea on the Beach Bistro patio.”I stood, gave him a hug and said, “I’m that nice lady. Mack, my sister, Fran.” She stood and hugged him.“Mack,” I began, “Let’s talk a little business. You can walk away now. Something told me this shed had seen some fun, but maybe not to this extent, for sure. I lay down and Chris rained kisses all over my body. I ran my fingers through his hair, enjoying the break between the men. That break didn’t last too long, thankfully, because I was hungry for more. Chris could tell, I think, from the imploring look on my face. He then drove his cock in so deep that I could feel the pulsing.He pulled out just briefly and went back in, not too deep at first but deepening. 'Kelli was in shock, although she knew that she and Mike would get married it had never hit home people would then be responding to her as his wife, not just them keeping it secret from others. Mike guided her to the flat clear rock and putting the knapsack to one side, he moved to the centre with her and said, 'Kelli, my beautiful cheerleader angel, please, may I have the honor of greeting you.'Kelli was still too shocked to talk, she just nodded, their greeting ritual was a reminder for her.