No sense going home and heading right back.On the way I called Millie, cleared dinner plans with her, and then called Rebecca and gave her an update. ... drove to the beginning of the nature trails that hug Table Rock Lake. It was as good a place to try out the new bicycle as anywhere else. The Tour Easy Recumbent Bike is set very close to the ground and has a seat that gave tremendous lower back support. I felt like it would help make the exercise more effective if I wasn't hurting all the time.. We couldn’t look at each other directly, as we both knew what we would be doing later. She was looking gorgeous, wearing a tight yellow blouse, and a skirt with stockings. Indian women rarely wear skirts or stockings, and I felt sure she had dressed up to turn me on! I had a huge hard on at that moment, which I didn’t bother to hide when I got up from the dining table. She saw my cock bulging, and blushed and looked down. I washed my hands, and called her over to sit with me.We sat, and I. I feel my hands scoop under my breasts, feel the firmness of them, and then squeeze gently, enjoying the soft contrast. I feel my nipples harden as the cool fall air blows across them. I close my eyes and see Mark sitting across from me at the table. We ordered a variety of dishes. Sharing bites of rice and meat. I gasp quietly as my fingers find the tender flesh of a nipple and grasp it firmly, my hand placing a little more pressure on the fullness beneath it. A shiver begins somewhere in my. But Tina was her own woman and she continued to dress with flair and carry out her role as the ministers wife for the chapel congregation in a very competent manner.As we met I thought Tina was looking quite depressed, as usual she looked her usual lovely self but that night her lovely vivacious smile was totally missing, but for me she managed a weak smile when we met. I saw something was seriously the matter and so I said "Hi Tina what is wrong you don't look at all happy." Oh nothing Tony.