” “So you want to meet other women then?” I replied. “No,” he replied, "I am not interested in other women. All I want is you to tell me abo...t it afterwards.” He tried to reason with me saying, “the boys have both left home. Why not let our hair down and enjoy ourselves a bit?” I walked away shaking my head.The subject was not mentioned again that week. But I couldn’t stop reading the stories.That weekend when I was out shopping, I went to pick up some tights, but I found myself picking up. I wrap my arm around your shoulders and pull you ever so slightly into me. My skin is dry, but I notice you haven't dried yours yet, so you leave a damp spot on my side. I get a better grip of my towel and walk to behind you. I envelop your torso in the cloth, leaning my head to rest on your shoulder. I pull on the neat ribbon at the back of your cyan bikini, making sure the towels stays on. You put your hands up and I slide the top off of you with one hand while the other keeps the towel in. “I understand I missed this opportunity last night, so I just wanted to see what the big deal was.” She ground her crotch into my persistent erection. “It is a big deal,” she grinned.It was Kate, though, that captured us. I was at the point where I could recognize her tentative but hopeful kiss as she pressed soft lips against mine and allowed her tongue to slip between them. It left me breathless. But as I watched, she gave Lissa and Melody exactly the same innocent but provocative kiss. By. Lucky for me the house phone rang, and it was one of mom’s buddies. Now was a good time to beat feet.I slipped out of the house and went to the garage looking for something to do. A couple of years ago our next-door neighbor purchased a motorcycle, a brand-new Harley Davidson Sportster. He’d used poor judgment one evening (my father’s expression) and rode the bike after drinking quite a lot. He ended up having a bad accident and ruined the bike along with losing his license for a year. Although.