Kyle said, “Come on, the rest of the family are waiting, let's go.” Stacey climbed back into the saddle and I couldn’t help but admire that fir... cute ass of hers as she made her way back along the track. We parked in the big open barn and headed inside the house, the smell of home cooking filling my nostrils. My mother appeared from the kitchen in nothing but an apron.She was 5ft 2, with shoulder length red hair, rich hazel eyes, 36c breasts, small nipples and tight buttocks.She burst into. His son, Brad, was enjoying his summer after his senior year in high school before he got ready for college. He watched his boy entertaining three girls from his class; they were all beautiful, barely clothed in the hot weather, and eighteen. Brad always had girls around, though only a few ever dated him. Jack was in his mid-forties, but looked much younger, maybe late twenties or early thirties. He often got carded for buying alcohol or cigarettes. He was wearing a white t-shirt with. “How can I contact you” she asked.Luther fumbled around in his pockets and wallet and found a business card. “Here’s my card. That’s my number. You can either call or text. And you can email me at that address. So, when you get all this figured out I want to hear from you. Contact me anytime, day or night” he told her. Susan looked at his card and then approached him, put her arms around him and hugged him. Luther responded by putting his arms around her, but he went a step further and kissed. For crying out loud, she was married, anyway! She told me it's OK and we sat quietly for a while.She never mentioned it after that and I couldn't understand why she brought it up in the first place! I know now I had a lot to learn still. She couldn't keep away though and kept on seeing me. I moved in with my sister and she would come over on her lunch breaks when we I moved to work mornings. No one would be home and she would stop by. Normally we would quickly jump in bed and I'd have my way.