Suddenly I remembered the gun in my hand. I didn't want someone to drive by and see me standing in the front yard peeping through the window with it i... my hand. I made my way back to the car and replaced it in the glove box. I sat in the car and pulled it into the vacant lot next door far enough away from the road not to be noticed. Her moans of list were still fresh in my ears. That's when I first noticed the throbbing sensation of blood rushing into my penis. Why the fuck am I hard? My wife. She straddled his body again, dipped two fingers into her pussy, moaning as she did. She pulled out the digits and smeared her juice onto his upper lip. Robert went wild smelling her juices, bucking wildly under her. She began laughing again, playfully slapping his face and grinding her pussy on his chest.It was then he heard a knock on the wall and a man appeared at the doorway. Alexis squealed, ran over and kiss him on the cheek as Robert looked on in disbelief."Hi, Bradley! So glad to see. I couldn't think of anything elsethat quickly, I just altered Kaaren's name to something a little morenormal."Awe honey, got a bit of a stutter?" I thought I was screwed, then shecontinued..,"My nephew took a whole five minutes to get a sentence out.My sister finally got that poor boy some help and now it only takes abouttwo minutes," She started laughing without a care in the world.Fortunately I have known her for years. She and her husband came toCalifornia from Alabama in 1967 and opened. Two tables had a group of young people sat around, another two had a couple sat at each and the other had two men enjoying a pint together. We made small talk but I knew what she wanted to know and eventually she came out and asked me what I intended to do to her later? I didn’t answer but gave her a knowing smile and told her it didn’t matter. For the next thirty minutes we sat drinking, making small talk but mostly just enjoying the warmth of the sun. As we chatted the groups started to.