I wanted to stop somewhere along the road where we could have a taste of each other's cunt. The back seat was big enough to spread our legs out.I loo...ed at her with my lustful eyes and she gazed back me with an erotic approval. She knew what was on my mind and I did not have to suggest we stop, when all of sudden, Peggie, pulled off the road and drove towards a dead end street where the waters could be seen and the rocky shores of New England were a blanket of privacy.Peggie opened her blouse. Victoria turned blushed "I.. I.. I'm sorry.. I ment to.. I'm going to get dressed." She stammered as she stood up. "No need to apologize pretty eyes. by the look of your panties you enjoyed yourself plenty!" he said smugly yet cute, knowing he truly was the cause of the below the waist precipitation. "I have... I'm going to go... I didn't mean to wake you." she said softly as she followed his 6 pack abs down to his waist and on to his firm erection. Damn it she thought, her mind begged. .. I'm not! I cried all night and most of the day after. I took a sick day and napped in the afternoon. I had the strangest dream that Jolene was with me, and she forgave me, and I took her into my arms. Then she became like mist, and my hands went through her. The gossamer filaments of her soul covered me like a second skin, and then slipped into me. We became one.I woke to find myself standing in front of the bathroom mirror, with no remembrance of how I got there. There was a small flash of. I noticed that the bimbettes were not pleased by the fact that Chris and I were conversing. Fuck them I thought. But they were the least of my problems. Chris had just gotten done telling me how he and his wife Helen met. She'd been his baby sitter growing up and he'd fallen in love with her though she was ten years older than he was.He'd fallen in love with her when he was 6 and she was sixteen and never fell out of it. She'd gotten married and her husband was killed in the army or something..