A snowball burst into a shower of soft powder against the door. I saw Bobby smiling and grabbing another handful of snow. I closed the door and waved ...s Tracey pulled away.The next snowball hit in the middle of my back. Bobby's aim was improving. He saw me bend down to grab a handful of powder, and he ducked behind his truck. I launched the snowball so that it came down right on the front edge of his hood, showering him with powder.We shook hands and walked into the school laughing. Betty Lou. Shaking Chas's hand before he left, he told him to accept my farewell present.Locking the door as he left, my hubby headed out. I took Chas by the hand and led to him our personal little sex cave - the storeroom. Facing him and holding both his hands, I told him much I enjoyed our time together and would miss him very much. The feeling was mutual. I wanted to do something special for him for making my pussy and ass feel as good as they did when we had sex. Kneeling down, I undid his belt and. Let’s go somewhere.”“Robb, Let’s go to my home,which is close by. We’ll talk and you may see whatever you want.”We sped away into the night.We had gone up the river a mile and made the abrupt turn onto the canal bridge when she pointed to an iron gate and said, “It’s in here.” The gate opened to her remote and we drove right in along the tree lined canal lane. I parked under the porte-cochere and we went in the big wooden door. We were greeted by a tiny middle-aged woman in a robe and sandals. He was like wow momma...I want to hold that booty of yours. I never wear much of these clothes, except for the nights on the town. The nights I feel like I want to pick someone up and be their slut. We get to the football and some of the players on the sideline and the cute waterboy, started whistling at me. I put a huge smile on my face and wiglled my ass a bit more for them and I went up the bleachers.Halftime and the players go back to the locker room. The waterboy (Jack) catches up.