He was out with them on his boat, and would be gone for hours. He never invited Dave, stating that he wanted “Quality time” with the boys. “Hey ...om, what do you say we pour ourselves a little wine, and enjoy this beautiful day?” “It’s a little early, isn’t it?” Mary replied. “Well, it’s not like we get this time alone very often. Let’s just relax, and enjoy each other’s company,” Annie responded. “Okay honey, just a little though, it’s still early.” As Annie got up to get the wine, her Mom. "was playing. Life felt good. Could it be for real?And for how long?Well, she wasn't going to worry about it tonight. Why borrow trouble?She set the table complete with a small crystal vase with a red rose and white lace table cloth. She lit the 2 candles, too and shut off the lights.It looked very romantic and Rick had just walked into the room. He felt rested. He had on a tight white t shirt and his black leather pants that left nothing to the imagination. He was also wearing the heavy steel. I knew that, back in ancient Greece and Rome especially, the gods and goddesses did this sort of thing all the time. This wasn’t ancient times, though, and I didn’t even really believe what was going on. Last night’s blowjob was amazing. I didn’t know dirty sex could be so good and passionate. Now, when I say dirty, I’m not talking fetish stuff. Urine, feces, feet, and a nameless amount of other activities ranging from mildly unappealing to outright disgusting were not my cup of tea. Then. Whatever I did now would have no effect on my real life in the future, and if I woke up the next morning with cum-stained shorts, so be it. Maybe I’d even write all of this down and post it on the internet for the current-day Ruth to find and read, and maybe we’d finally admit to one another that we both blew it back then. Either that or she’d hate me. I suppose any relationship is better than none at all. Back in the dream, Ruth had noticed that I was ogling her and despite herself she grinned.