I was born in Macon, Georgia, and moved to Nashville for its location and because that’s where my girl moved for her job.”“Where is she?”“Sh...’s back in Nashville working. I’m on a long vacation after inheriting some money. I’ll probably drive to some long-term parking for my RV and fly back after this weekend. The other possibility is to drive back. She’s a nice girl though we don’t have any formal ties.”Karen said, “I’m surprised she let’s you get out of her sight.”“Like I said, we don’t have. Finally we both approached the point of no return and had to stop. “John eat my pussy to get me closer,” Kelcy instructed. So I got down and started licking her clit while I fingered her pussy. Andy moved up to her mouth and she alternated between sucking him and jerking him, stopping as necessary to keep him from cumming. After about 5 minutes of eating her and fingering her she yelled, “oh god stop you’re going to make me cum!” So I lifted my head up and looked to her for direction. “John sit. Slender tanned thighs mostly uncovered by a brightly colored lightweight skirt that was billowing in the breeze giving me peeks of red lace. The lace panties were small and transparent. The impression I got was the lap belonged to a young woman.I am a voyeur. This teasing show had my attention. The erratic exposures introduced by the breeze meant that I dared not look away or I might miss something. My eyes were further riveted when a pale white hand with pink nails from the driver's side. I know that sounds crazy to all of you, but you have to know that if someone quits fighting for something then that person no longer cares. I wanted a wife who wanted to fight, for herself, for me and for our marriage. But instead she sat across from me at the kitchen table looking down at her feet.I knew I had to get her involved again. So I got up and poured her a cup of coffee setting in front of her still wary about her throwing right back in my face; maybe she was playing possum. Instead.