” Each time she did that he would groan as if he was frustrated. She kept this up with him for a bit. She would play with his abs and chest each tim... she would lightly glide her hand over his crotch. He would breath in deeply when her hand glided over his crotch. He would try to put his hand along her breast or butt. She would slap it away and tell him to watch the movie. He would groan because she was teasing him. Each time his hand would go over her breast or butt or try to play with her. Then surprisingly she rolled onto her back, lifted her knees up to her breasts, and then opened them wide as she reached down and parted her pussy lips for me. She pulled the lips so far to the sides that her panties fell onto the valley that was created. I could clearly see where her string connected to the small triangle on her mound. Her pink inner lips were visible along with her moist hole.I could never pass up that position when my wife did it and I certainly wasn’t going to pass it up. “I can’t wait to be in Chicago with you,” she whispered as we cuddled together afterwards.“That’s going to be complicated, but we’ll make it work,” I said.We got out of bed then showered again, dried off, and dressed. I lit the lavender candle in my room to remove any scent that might give us away. We went down to the kitchen and got a couple of Cokes and sat at the table to drink them. When we finished them, I went upstairs and blew out the candle, and we left to head back to my parents’. Rachel was thinking about her for 10 days. Maybe, she thought, Annemariewas correct. So, Rachel called her back. Annemarie told her that eachnight, she has a dream. She was Peter and he was talking to Rachel (andsome or all of the children). Annemarie told her that some things that shewould never knew, personal facts.So, Rachel took a flight down to Alabama, the next day. Rachel rented acar. Annemarie was waiting for her at her home. She dressed veryconservatively, no breasts showing.