My wife, MIL and I always stay up having drinks after the k**s go to bed, talking about all kinds of stuff.On this particular weekend, the wife had to...leave on a business trip on Sunday night and the k**s went to stay at their dad's house (2nd marriage for each of us). So with the house to ourselves, the MIL and I decided to go out to dinner before returning home to watch a movie. Her flight would leave the following afternoon.We had a lovely dinner that started with cocktails and wine with. It was just 2 or 3 days to full moon day and the moon light was shining bright in that open space. It was like as if both of us were standing in a spotlight amidst dead darkness all around. The moon light peeping in and the fact that we could see each other amidst the pitch darkness surrounding us was a real blessing for us to be visible to each other in order to have the most extreme pleasures of enjoying each others’ body.She asked me in a low voice “What do you say?” and I immediately agreed. "Hi Kelly, hows things?" he said"No bother. Nice to have a day without homework," she replied. "Whatabout you?" Just trying to be a boy," he sighed. "Just loving a few of the perksthat the female anatomy gives." Ok, what perks?" she said, sounding interested.He explained about the sensations he felt in the shower."Oh, those perks!" she chuckled. "You'll be wanting to shower more oftennow?" You said it," he replied. He then explained how he was trying to resistbeing girly."Just be patient.. Besides, I’d love to see how it looks from the outside. I’d be very curious to see how I and other women look when we pull a train and get fucked half to death. I like that expression that Jon introduced me to there, that he found on those story sites... ‘pulled a train.’ It sounds very hot that way, for some reason, you know, kinky and wild, unstoppable, inevitable, just like a train!“You can’t stop this locomotive, can you? Also reminds me of that Kylie Minogue song, ‘The Locomotion,’ you.