...and during the entire time we were groping and touching the other. We finally left and went back to my place. I used our little trip as an excuse...to set off some bug bombs (neighbor's cats would get under my house and leave their fleas) so we sat in her car and talked. After a while we moved to the back seat and clothes came off. As we kissed my hands massaged her tits and pinched her nipples and her hand went straight to my cock. I moved one hand to her panties (her jeans were on the. Half way though the movie, that sucked big time, the gentleman beside me got up to exit the row. I seriously thought of asking him to grab me a diet coke and a snickers bar. It was the first time that I had actually looked at him and I was surprised with myself for not having noticed sooner that he was actually pretty cute. He was tall and had some really nice arms on him. Even in the dark, I could see that he had a sexy black arm band tattoo around his bicep. I decided not to ask him to bring. A current ran through my body and I didn’t notice that when my hands were rubbing my pussy over my saree. My panty was wet and so was my saree in my private area. It was relaxing. It felt good for I had not been touched for more than 18 years since my husband died. I continued watching the movie and there was another short sex scene and I again fingered myself. This time inserted my finger into my pussy and did it.It was so satisfying and exhaustive. I slept on the couch itself. Next day I woke. "Or, "I'd like to go into town and pick up some bla bla-bla."Other than stuff like that, she really doesn't have a heck of a lot to say to him, especially now that her personal relationship with their shared employer has just gotten as personal as it gets.She showers and changes into a sunbacked dress.And goes out to check the garden.Muslin, she will need, she notes.The air is too dry, the sun too hot, rain too far off.She must water the tomatos but not cook their leaves in the sun.And merely.