He thought I might be there on a date, so he wasn't going to interrupt us. Ted ordered a drink and then looked over at me. I signaled for him to come ...nd join us."Ted, you know Pam, don't you?" I asked."We met once before," he said. "Hi Pam. Nice to see you again."The three of us sat there for a couple of hours talking and they even had me laughing. It was at that point that I knew I was going to be okay.I watched one of the ushers escort and elderly couple to a front row seat and I wondered. They looked inviting and I started stroking her arm. My cock was beginning to get hard. I moved my hand to her shoulder then down her back. She was starting to relax more. I hugged her and pulled her closer. “What are you doing?” She asked. Just trying to help I said letting my hand slip down to her legs. I was suddenly hungry for her. “No stop!” I was sliding my hand under her skirt. “Stop!” She said. I asked her how long had it been since she was last fucked? “No! You can’t ask me that!” I. And the so-called company was fucking the shit out of her. He was either very good or very hung, or maybe both. She was definitely louder with this mystery guy than she was with her husband, Al. I let this go on for a couple of months until Al asked if there was something going on when he was working the graveyard shift. I knew he was scared to hear the truth but I had an idea. I suggested on the next graveyard Saturday night shift, that Al use a vacation day, not telling Teresa about it, and. The falls culminated in a pool some thirty feet across before narrowing to go over the final falls a hundred and fifty feet farther along. The slope from where they stood to the water was gentle and would have been perfect for launching a canoe or small boat.“Oh, Phil. It’s even more gorgeous than I hoped it would be. It’s so peaceful it’s almost like a park, and just listen to the sound of the falls.”Phillip stood at the edge looking down into the water. In the middle of the small lake, as.