The large stone fireplace dominated the great room. The left side of the cabin had a fully appointed kitchen and dining area. Walls closed off the bac... half of the cabin.Josh and Molly stepped inside and shook their boots off on the mat inside the door. Josh surveyed the room, noting the stove was fired by gas. The two ceiling light fixtures had gas mantles."See if you can get a fire started," Josh suggested. "I'm going to look around and see if the cabin has a propane tank. I think we might. Her cleavage was noticeable, and when I remarked on it, she blushed and admitted that she was wearing a padded bra.“Jake is a lucky guy,” I said, trying to tamp down my jealousy.We had a lovely dinner, and unlike our first “date” in Boston more than a year ago, I didn’t worry if people were looking at us strangely. Riley was 17 now, and could easily pass for 19 or 20 in that dress and in her heels.As always, the conversation flowed easily between us. She filled me in on the end of her soccer. Her breasts were full, about a size 34C, a slim waist, and an adorable bubble butt that I yearned to squeeze. What had been a twinge turned into a drool in my pussy."Where shall we go?" she asked me."If you are not scared of me we could go to my flat. I live a few blocks away, and I could offer you some decent wine. There, we could talk."She smiled and said, "And I suppose you could show me your etchings?" If that's your wish. However, you can rest assured that I will not take advantage of you,. Her wet pussy lips glistened against a backdrop of her thick dark patch. Her motions quickened."Oh god, oh fuck! I'm going to cum!" Oh god here I go!" And with that her orgasm filled her. Her hips shook uncontrollably with the vibrator still held against her clit. I was so mesmerized that I had failed to notice that my cock had stiffened again. A nice bulge had formed. After a minute or so my wife gathered herself, sat up and looked at me with a smile. She tossed the vibrator to me and said,.