" Well there's always Coach's daughter. She's cute." Several of the other agreed. Some actually made very suggestive comments about what they would li...e to do with her.Kyle spoke up again, "Yes she is very cute. She is over at our house a lot because she and Emma are pretty close. Her mom is best friends with my aunt, and guess what? They made the same rule."The conversation continued with various girls' names being tossed out as very datable. Some comments began to cross the line, in Kyle's. I then traced my path back up her arms and down her back to her hips. I added more lotion and moved my hands below the line of her towel until I had her hips in my hands. I pulled them up gently and greased them before laying them back down. Then I traced the sides of my hands up past her ribs until they came into contact with the sides of Elyse’s tits. I lifted her arms straight up and moved both of my knees between her legs. With her arms stretched straight up I reached around her wrists and. I enjoyed the rest of my Sunday and went to bed. Two days later, I received a call at midnight. I looked at my phone but didn't recognize the number. Before I could answer it, the caller hung up. I just put my phone back down on my night stand and went back to bed. It was now Friday. Work came and went. I drove to the liquor store and picked up some refreshments. I wanted margaritas and I wanted to grill. This was going to be my first experience with my new grill and I wanted to do it right. It. All in all I've been damn happy with my choice of husbands. Which makes the story I am about to relate all the dumber.My best friend Becky invited me to a bridal shower for her sister Rosemary. It was typical shower with a lot of gag gifts and kidding around. I did my fair share of the kidding by giving Rosemary a large polish sausage with a jar of Vaseline and a note telling her that practice makes perfect. We had several drinks during the party and while we were not drunk, we were in a good.