Eric was a good looking man. Short and well put together physically, neither thin nor stout, with a pleasant handsome face. Jim could see Eric and Con...ie made a lovely couple. He noticed they had an attraction for each other still, especially Eric. Eric had done good business with the local real estate, eventually broadening his base all around the Hudson Valley. His wife was a potter, and a very good one as could be seen by the many pots beautifully displayed all through the lovely simple two. Lee had left for home an hour earlier. She enjoyed his company, but he had stayed long enough. She had found herself wishing that she’d had more time with John on the phone, even that Lee hadn’t come over at all, but that felt like an awful, ungrateful thing to think. Lee was her friend. Someone who had always been there for her despite the distance, and she certainly didn’t want to lose that. If she did move back here they would most likely see a lot of each other. As just friends, of course.. She filled a container full of water and headed back toward herbalcony.I looked around to hide but it was too late. She walked passed meand smiled. She was pouring the water into some plants on thebalcony near the railing I just climbed over. She smiled again asshe looked over her shoulder and stared into my eyes. Her big thickass was bent over and her tits hung down to her waist.I walked over to her and put my hand on her ass. She did not movebut kept pouring water on to her plant. I was. "I want to take you back to my place and fuck you till morning."She gasped, but smiled and nodded eagerly.Gary was true to his word. He kept going until the sun came up... in all positions, rough and fast, slow and gentle. Rachel lost the ability to speak somewhere before dawn and could only make incoherent sounds. No one had ever done the things he did to her - to take her so completely that she had no choice except to fully surrender to him. By the first light, Gary finally let himself cum.