?There was silence as everyone in the family took this in. Mom was thinking how proud she was of her son, but was afraid he was going too far. Matt ...as fixating on his new role in this whole thing. Mary was having a hard time processing all this. It just wasn?t sinking in quite yet. But it was dad who was still giving his son the benefit of the doubt and wanted to give his son all the support he could.Dad: ?Tell you what. I?ll let you do everything you want, but I?m going to put some. I guess we would curse the heavens if we had to rely on sailing wind, but in the motorized yacht, it felt like a blessing. There were no other people around, and I could fully succumb to my feminine side. I spent long hours sunbathing on the deck, wearing nothing but a small bikini or bathing suit. My friend, or husband as I now called him, seemed to like me behaving this way. He didn’t act disappointed because of not going on holiday with his pal. I had told him earlier that I could be both,. The material of my skirt soft, and cool in contrast to the heat of my skin. I am on fire from within. My wanton pussy a beacon flame guiding him to my darkest needs. His fingertips glide up the back of my thigh, beneath the hem of the skirt. He takes it in his palm and I luxuriate in the feel of his flesh against mine. Before I realize it his hand is gone, then back with a vengeance. A hard slap reverberating through the muscular tissue.“Count for me baby girl,” his says, his smile playing. " Now, where are we?" the blonde twenty-five-year-old asked me a third time.I opened the driver's door with my left hand while turning to face my sexy companion, aware my cock was sticking out where anyone interested could look at it."We are ten blocks due east of downtown," I told her, repeating the location phrases I must have already uttered a thousand times since moving in here two-and-a-half years or so ago. "And, if Avenue A didn't dead end at Locksway Street because of the train.