About a hour later Anita was laying on the deck on top of a towel when Mike asked if I could get some ice I said sure and never told him I had several...bags in my cooler in back of the car so I pretended to leave and waited out front for about ten minutes then snuck back in and went to the kitchen window that looks from an angle out to the pool Mike was kneeling next to Anita rubbing sun block on her and talking I couldn't hear what they was saying but Anita looked up at Mike and he grabbed her. At least you'll be with people closer to your real age."Brad contemplated his options for a moment. Had he been able to do thesame last night, he would've been spared the humiliation of being turnedinto a Fairytale Princess. Even a makeover at the Disney salon wouldn'thave been so bad compared to what he had to endure. Plus those littlegirls he was with last night were truly children. He'd certainly ratherspend time with teenagers than children."Okay, Mom," he said. "I guess."A short while. She laughed. “My, you’re quite the naughty one, aren’t you? Trying to coax a lady out of her pants.” Even as her words filled my mind, though, her hips were pushing off the seat slightly, as she nudged her pants down to the middle of her thighs. “How’s this?”“Oh god,” I breathed. Whatever pretense of sexual subtlety had been abandoned, and my body was crackling with the energy of arousal. The tightness of my pants had become pronounced, and she ran her eyes over it approvingly, with a glimmer. They actually made me jump and I wondered what they were doing. They both smiled which reassured me a bit, then they spread my legs wide. Clive looked up and said with a grin “Did the lady order a fisting?” They had remembered my comment from earlier. I squirmed a little, not really used to fisting, not really feeling ready. “Who do you want first?” Clive, said. I could barely speak. “I don’t mind” I said shakily. “Who has the smallest hands?” I laughed perhaps a little nervously. They put.