What set them apart was the fact that Greta had red hair and shimmering green eyes and Tami had black hair and ocean blue eyes. It was a hot sunny day...and both girls were dressed in tanks and shorts, over their shoulders were tennis bags that when not holding tennis gear held water bottles, magazines, food, bikinis, spare clothes and other things they took while exploring the valley. It was routine during the summer that the best friends would pack up some bags early in the morning and walk to. But she isn't wearing anything underneath it and the guest can kind of see where her nipples are pushing against the fabric. Anyway, the hostess greets him and his wife at the door and hugs his wife and then gives a passionate kiss to the man before inviting them into their kitchen for wine and cheese." This sounds kind of familiar, maybe like something that I may have read in my book club. Did you steal this idea from somewhere?" mused Julie."Actually, I just heard about something like this. John walked behind her again and lifted her to her feet. Holding her by her handcuffed wrists, he led her to the table. He roughly bent her over the table and gave her exposed ass a slap. Beg me for it, tramp. Whose slut are you? He barked. Oh God, I am your slut. Please baby, fuck me. Slide your cock inside of me. Im so wet for you. She begged. John took his hands and grabbed Anne Marie by the hips. He slid his cock up and down her ass and teased her pussy lips with the head. He then knelt. My head was reeling. First we were caught fucking by my mother's best friend, now the same woman was jacking my cock. "I can't believe I'm doing this. My god, seeing you two, watching and all, you two looked so wonderful there at the edge of the pool, making love, oh, now this." "Why don't you stay, Louise, perhaps Noah would like to have us both? He's quite a virile young man. Noah?" She was asking if I wanted to fuck my mom's best friend as well as her. Incredible. Well, Mrs. Reardon was.