Chapter 3The next morning I parked my bicycle beside Uncle Bob's back porch and went up to the door. I could see him in the kitchen as he always was, ...ut this morning he was not alone. Vicky Ames had her hands on his bare chest. Her lips were locked with his and she had her body pressed up against his so tight I couldn't have gotten a tissue between them.Vicky Ames was twice my age and had three kids. She had been widowed for three years. There were rumors that she had killed her husband for. Some nights at 2am there's footsteps." I felt an icy tingle but then she told me time was up and she pushed me back, assessing my cock for rigidity. "That going to be hard enough?" she asked. With renewed confidence I reached down and stroked myself firm. She nodded in appreciation and slid me inside, riding me slowly. She asked me if I minded her indulging her needs. "What?" I asked breathlessly and she explained, whispering into my ear. "I only come if I rub against you," she said. She slid. "As usual, he was ignored. Actually, he probably couldn't be heard above the din. Other bugs were shouting, calling for help, plus there was the scraping of legs against bodies as the ones who hadn't already resigned themselves to whatever fate awaited them, scrambled to find a way out.Suddenly panic level in the jar subsided, as eyes turned toward what was happening outside the jar.The man scrambled off the bed at the first knock. "Vanda, love," he said, kissing the raincoat-clad woman full on. "No mylove I never did but I am sure glad it happened anyway." And she kissedhim pulling him tight down on top of her wiggling her hips to get himjump started again making her feel that special feeling only a real mancan help a woman feel."How about you panty waist, did you ever see yourself wearing a sissymaids dress and polishing your wife's lovers shoes while he fucked herin the bed next to you?" Ah no Sir I didn't." But you're glad it happened anyway right pretty panties?"Tessa hesitated.