”“Loosely translated,” I said, “it means ‘beautiful one’. Literally, it’s white, or fair headed or browed.”“Wow.” Then, after an e...en longer pause, “what does Katryn mean?”“As far as I can make out, it’s a variant of Catherine, which means pure.”“Not really?” She laughed. “Me, pure?”“Don’t put yourself down,” I said seriously. “You don’t have to be a virgin to be pure, morally. ‘To the pure, all things are pure, to the wry, all things are twisted’. That’s not quite a perfect quotation, and I’m. He didn't particularly mad that I was swimming naked in his swimming pool. He asked if I would like some iced tea. I accepted. I guess I was supposed to wait outside while he got the iced tea but I followed him into the house. When he turned from getting the pitcher from the refrigerator I was standing there. I let the towel just slip away from my body and watched his reaction. I could tell that he was nervous so I stepped forward and kissed him. I noticed the prominant bulge in his pants. I. Ronnie muffled a moan as I penetrated her warm pussy. She couldn't spread her legs because her panties and pantyhose were around her ankles. She bounced up and down on my cock until I exploded in her pussy. We quickly dressed before Sharon came back. We had coffee and a nice visit. Ronnie would occasionally give me a sly look when Sharon wasn't looking. About six months into my affair with my mother-in-law I decided to try something daring. Sharon was not very creative sexually. It was pretty. I guess I felt some sense of relief along with my disappointment. I mean, I never really felt right about what I was doing - or rather what I thought I was doing. I could toss the remote since it was obviously phony. Except I still wanted to know how it projected that text onto the TV screen. It might not be magic, but it still held some secrets I needed to fathom out.After dinner, Mom and Dad retired to the family room in the basement to watch CNN. Sherry got busy with her smart phone texting.