Ernie, SFC Wilson and several others there to say good bye to me. It wasn’t something I had expected and I was deeply touched.While my experiences w...th those in charge here had been better than at the 83rd, I hadn’t really been that close to most of the enlisted men here. With living off post and working in the vans most of the time, we just hadn’t gotten together much. Yet here some of them were to wish me well. I was very grateful.After the good-byes, they went back to work and I pushed the. Grandmother was full of cheerful commentary as she drove us towards my new home. The trip lasted several hours, including a detour to a small village where we ate lunch at an expensive restaurant. We sat beneath a large umbrella, shielded from the unseasonably warm sunshine, eating an artfully presented, but to my eyes woefully small, lunch.Grandmother insisted that I call her Ma'am which, struck me as very old-fashioned and overly formal, but maybe, I reflected, that was appropriate, since we. We spoke and had lots of wine I caught Gwen a few times smiling at Bob while myself and Bob drank wine , I was getting a bit drunk after a few glasses and saw that the heat between my wife Gwen and Bob pick up , I noticed bob looking a bit uncomfortable as he was lower , my wife and Bob were looking at each other as if they wanted to fuck each other , I heard a moan from Bob and knew something was happening under the table , I looked them and noticed that they were glued at each other , I. Once again I bared her sweet teenaged ass. She cried no daddy, I am sorry I didn’t mean to do it. With that I gave her firm ass its first of many swats that were to come. I could see the marks that my fingers left and this prodded me on. She put her hands back to try to block my large hand. I grabbed them and held them together in the small of her back. The next stroke was lower and the tips of my fingers landed on her tight little pussy lips. Her whole body tensed up and a sigh slipped from.