" I said as I sat down next to her, the light showing her soft Greek legs to full beautiful effect."Ya soo." she instantly replied and she beckoned to...a waiter and ordered a beer for me."That ok?" she enquired as I took my first sip."Perfect. Etharisto." I answered in unconvincing Greek.We both laughed and spent what seemed like a lovely and perfect couple of hours together before, on standing up she asked me if I wanted to go to her apartment."Sure, I'd like that if that's ok." I affirmed."Yes. Still it was a living. My uncle had cleared and planted a sizeable garden plot near the main house, keeping it irrigated against the hot Texas summer, and managed to raise enough vegetables to keep himself reasonably well-fed throughout the year, along with the occasional beef that he butchered and put up in the freezer. I kept the garden tradition going and had no complaints about my own sustenance.It was a lonely life. The ranch was forty miles due west of San Antonio, through the town of. An hour later my desire rose and I suggested we adjourn to bed since Iwas hot horny and in need of a good fuck. My darling said, "not tonight,sweetie, I'm beat, really tired, tomorrow morning though." You're kidding -- really -- you -- tired?" Yeah, sorry sweet, but I am beat."The remainder of the week was filled with our usual activities, sex, sex,and more sex.Thursday came around again. I arrived home and started to prepare dinnerfor us.Oh, damn! I need milk, I'll call Jay and ask him to. It was loud and heard as there was immediately a knocking on the door.“Mum, are you OK?”It was John.“Yes, darling,’” I replied. “Just waking up. Why did you ask?”“I heard you moan and there were other noises, too. I was worried.” John answered.“I’m fine, darling,” I called back and had to stifle another moan as another wad of spunk shot into me. “Tired. I got in very late. I ‘m going to lie in for a while. I might even go back to sleep.”“I’ve cooked you some breakfast, mum.”It was Paul.“As.