I can wait for my turn after you get cleaned up again.” Then she turned to Claudette and said, “He should be good for at least three good ones but...I’m sure that you can squeeze a forth fuck out of him. He always did want a piece of strange.”Claudette asked, “You really won’t mind?”My wife said, “You asked me if I still share like I used too, yes I do. You took good care of him when he passed out in the shower now take care of his sexual needs.”Claudette didn’t have to be told twice. She grabbed. Also, you still don’t know if this is all a ploy. Even if it is not, she clearly doesn’t want anyone to know about your.. association! She said it herself, she is a coward. Whatever I did, there was no way I could get her out of my head. As I wiped off ketchup from my upper lip during dinner, I remembered how her beautiful red lips felt against my face. As I felt the bed sheet rub up against the scar on my arm, I remembered how she carefully wiped it with that soft pink cloth. Looking back, it. I was completely alone now, no more laughter, just the rustling of the leaves and splashing water. I walked slowly home. Back at the cottage, Philip was still sleeping in the lounge chair. His head back against the pillow, just as I had left him. I walked over to him and stroked his head and froze! “Philip, Philip!” I shook his shoulders. “Philip, wake up!” I shook more urgently. He opened his eyes. “Come on, quickly!” I said, “I have to get you to hospital, you are about to have a. I got on one of my more modest pink bikinis to go tan. I mean, I say it’s modest, but it definitely wasn’t. Because of the size of my boobs, you could clearly see a lot of cleavage. The bottom also left little to be desired. I walked out to the pool deck and laid out on one of the lounge chairs. After a few minutes, I heard to the deck open. I looked up quickly to see who it was, and it was my brother John. “Hey sis, Mom wanted me to bring you some sunscreen. She doesn’t want you to get burnt.