Not for the first time today I find myself blushing. “Err, well, err, thanks Shane.” Without further warning his hand brushes across my left breas..., lingering on my erect nipple for a few seconds, making me gulp hard and my breath shorten. “I want you, Moira, have done for ages. I really need to fuck you, and this is the perfect time, with your Mom out of the way.” He moves in closer and kisses my neck gently as his hand moves from my breast and down over the crotch of my tight shorts, which. Sometimes they just kissed. Once, at supper in the kitchen, she crawled under the table while he ate and just rubbed his crotch until he got an erection –“I just wanted to see if I could get you hot while you had supper.” Never before in thirty years of marriage had that ever happened! A couple of times, watching TV at night on the couch, she’d just take his pants off, spread his legs, pull out a jar of Vaseline, stroke him and finger-fuck his ass -- “You don’t need to come, I just enjoy. I just laythere, not moving a muscle, and waiting for Loren to make some sort ofmove toward me, and waited, and waited ..... and then sunlight wasstreaming in through the window and bathing the room in a warm morninglight and I heard Loren in the bathroom taking a shower, and I was stillsafely wrapped in my protective cocoon and I realized that I'd fallenasleep and slept through the night - untouched. Feeling kind ofembarrassed, I got out of bed, went down to my bedroom, showered anddressed in. That was enough for now. The gang was now down to 16 able bodied Apaches, and it was time for me to leave. I still had much to accomplish before I could allow them to capture me, so I gathered up my things and ran for my horse. I stowed my gear and rode away before any Apaches appeared on the scene.As I was riding away, I tried to conceal my trail this time, and I must have succeeded. I didn't see any sign of me being followed, so I rode back to check out what was going on. The Apaches were.