I know what you're thinking, 'where is that secluded clearing where we can be alone and mess around?' Well you'd be wrong again. Even though our hormo...es were starting up we didn't let them control our lives. At least not yet.Another fun thing we did was to go to the park. I would push Jen on the swings higher and higher until she cried uncle. Then one time I sat on the swing and had Jen sit on my lap facing me and we would swing together. It was hard to build up any altitude but we had a good. She could see under her dress, see the tight fit of her skimpy panties. She had wanted mirrors on the floor of her bathroom for years, now she had them.Pleased with her work, she mixed herself a glass of iced tea and sat in the living room sipping it, waiting for Sally and Bob to wakeup. She didn’t have any doubts that her son and daughter would like what she had done. She knew enough about them now to know they enjoyed everything, that both had such intensely erotic personalities.She heard the. Maybe it was something else that I felt pierce me, cleave me, pin methere, still as a woman caught by a new man's firey desire, trembling.Maybe.We sipped our drinks, and watched the couples chat, a hand get patted. Isaw the two of them negotiate and felt halfway relieved, halfway somethingelse when I saw him steal another glance as they went out the door. Iwondered if it could have been me walking out the door with him, if Iwanted something different to have happened. I wondered what it would. “Riesling! My favorite!” she said. “We can drink it in the hot tub.” We were ushered to their back deck, where Terry was already sitting in the chest deep bubbling water. “Come on in! The water’s fine,” he said. We sat in the proffered seats, accepted full glasses, and got to know our new neighbors. Bobbi brought out some cheese and crackers before stepping into the tub, still in her street clothes. I was taken aback by this, not failing to notice how her blouse, sans bra, clung to her curves..