People at work joked that there was something in the air at Hubbard, and sometimes she wondered. Certainly she and David had made love a lot since the...wedding, but they were newlyweds, and people sort of expected that. From the way Rachel was acting, there might be something to it.Julie had Beef Bourguignon, and David had a lamb shank. She rested her hand on his leg, and from time to time squeezed it. Once, when everyone was distracted, she slid her hand up his leg, but didn't linger. What she. I told her no, that my father was home with three of his friends watching a ball game. That it was a very small apartment with walls of paper and that we would have to go somewhere else. She said that she couldn’t use her home because she didn’t want neighbors seeing us go in; afraid that one might tell her husband. So I said that I had an idea; went in my home, got a blanket came out grabbed her hand and off we went to an old vacant barn that I knew of. Getting to the barn I spread the. “God, your pussy feels so good. You are so tight!”I grinned and began to pump myself up and down on him. I could see that he liked it – loved it – just by watching his facial expressions. His hands reached out and grabbed my thighs, not really doing anything, just to touch me, I think. I felt his cock inside me – inside me! – and I shivered again. Up and down. Although it felt good, it didn’t feel awesome. Daddy’s eyes were closed. I tentatively reached down with my hand and rubbed my clit. I. ..the one to instigate contact whenever I would go out among the bushes to meet a man. I was not that discriminating; I was driven by the urges of youth and didn't think of anything other than how to get off.As it so happens there was one chance meeting that led to a few months of passion. He was a little older, probably in his twenties, out running with his handsome shepherd always at his side. I had seen him often at the local spot, but he never seemed interested in a skinny little teenage.