The wine was making Carl feel frisky and it wasn’t too much past noon when the two of us were making love on the river bank. We had never stripped c...mpletely at the river before that day. The wine seemed to make both of us a little crazy, a little more adventurous. I was always satisfied with our lovemaking romps, but this one took me by surprise in the open air with the sunlight on my back. ‘Oh, Carl. What if someone from the mill sees us here?’ ‘Don’t worry. No one is going to see you here.. Nothing to report. We're meeting again, later in the week. Bye!"She hung up! Damn, the woman loved to tease me. Oh, I could call back, and she'd string it out a little, but I knew Betsy wouldn't have anything more significant to tell me, and I knew she wanted me to call back, just for the satisfaction. So, reluctantly, I let it pass.Four days later, she called me again -- in my office at the University. "How'd you know to call me here?" I asked."I didn't. I tried the house, and your cell phone,. He looks so different. He’s has grown up, looking more like a man, than a gawky teenage boy. When I get myself composed, I step out behind the tree. I whisper his name, like I always do. Each time I only get a little louder, simply saying ‘Owl’ until he hears me. It’s the fourth time when he does. He gives me the biggest grin, and I feel a warm sensation rush through me. “Wow, has he changed.” I think to myself. He paddles out of the water, climbing up the small bank, and pulls me into a hug.. I had a vision of the two of them intertwined in Coach Jackson's bed spending this afternoon fucking and sucking. I suspected that Paula had her dildo tucked securely in her large straw handbag, along with several other toys she had not tried on Ester yet. I was sorry I was not invited to join them. Unlike mother, Paula was unwilling to share her conquests, at least not until she was ready to move on to someone else."So where are you ladies off to today?" I asked Carla. We had all managed to.