Mistress Jennie and her friend chatted for a while. I could make out some of what they said, but not all. I tried to take surreptitious glances to see...better.Mistress finally returned to me, and proceeded to feel my bottom and thighs. Her hands running across me felt divine. She squeezed my ample cheeks a few times, she ran her hands up the inside of my thighs, up to my tiny panties. Oooh... this was lovely.But then... smack! Ouch. She had spanked me on my bottom. And smack! Again. Not too. ” I kissed her again. “Lynn?”“Yes?”“Forever.”“Forever, my Lover.” She turned to walk back to the other wives with a bit of a bounce in her step.I turned and called the girls together. They all came running over from the swings and lined up. That was the routine after swings. I got a hug and kiss from each and then we marched off to the van. The moms had the babies belted in place and as the girls came they each got into their car seat and were also belted in. It was always amazing and a concern. I put my hands on her hips just above her waistline of her shorts. As I go to lift her, the blouse she is wearing rides up on her body. My hands go with it revealing the most beautiful pair of breasts I have ever seen. They are big but not overly large. The nipples are pointing out and very hard. We stop and she turns to face me. Neither of us makes an attempt to pull down her blouse. I bend down with my lips seeking hers. Our lips meet and there seems like an electric charge running through. And two hours later, to sleep.And Thursday was much the same, except dinner as a little family-run restaurant for just me and my Kim, and we got home to have the evening to ourselves[d7].We were in bed early, for purely recreational purposes, and after an energetic and very satisfying hour and a half, we were laying naked, satiated, Kim was glowing, and we were talking about things.Friday came. The swim. Showers[d8]. Kim said, "You wanna see if Aunt Jen wants to come eat with us?" What about.