The beans were slow cooking on the stove.He had spent twenty dollars on the brisket, a dollar on the barbecue sauce, three dollars on the pinto beans,...two on the bread, and three dollars on the corn. He just came in under his budget of two dollars a person. It had been a long time since he had cooked something like that.Jack headed out to the garage for lunch. It seemed to him that the little old ladies were always around the garage. Claire, Laura, and Bev were knitting sweaters to wear around. " What if someone I know sees me?" Don't worry. I'm taking you to a place that youcouldn't um that I doubt you've been to." You mean, too fancy for me to afford, right?"She stuck her head out of the bathroom, a guilty expression onher face. "Yes. Sorry."That was always a point of awkwardness between us. Brenda had anew car, nice clothes, a big house. I lived in a tiny house,wore non-name brand clothes, and didn't have a car. Ever sinceDad had run out on us, Mom had struggled to make ends meet.. ’ ‘Hmm, possibilities, possibilities.’ ‘Rat! Wash me, and let’s get business done so we can play some more.’ Her eyes shone, recognizing his love for her matched hers for him. For breakfast, she mixed up some cinnamon oatmeal muffins. While they baked, she put together a fruit salad of melon, grapes, berries and kiwi fruit. They ate on the patio, looking out over the valley to the south. Their chairs were at an angle to each other, hands within easy reach. She reached out and took his hand,. Before long he found my little bump and oh my god I was getting aroused.Eventually, my bra got unhooked and my panties slid to the floor along with his jockeys. He was kissing my feet and then my shins when I said, "You know we can't really do it, don't you?”"I know," he said, "so why don't we just have some fun.”I let him lick my pussy for a while - he was so good at that - and when he started licking my clit, he pushed two fingers into my vagina and my first orgasm of the night rippled.