I unbuttoned her suit jacket and took it off. Luckily, the spring air was warm that day so it wasn't cold on our bare skin as we got naked in the park...This time I reached her hand up her skirt and started to rub her pussy through her panties. She was beginning to dampen.We stripped each other down to our bra and panties. I had on matching pink lace bra and panties set. She admired my lingerie with her hands, feeling all over my body. She traced her fingers down from my cleavage, to my belly, to. ”I nodded at the sage statement. I was rapidly reaching much the same conclusion about KC, although that evening would probably be a huge test of that love and my resolve to just let things happen and to roll with the punches if I felt them.Don offered, “Well, I have a wife like that and I can attest that life is anything but boring. You never know from moment to moment what will be happening or what you’ll be doing, but you know the ride will be fabulous even when there are some dark sides to. I tried reading my book, but I just couldn't concentrate on it very well. I finally gave up and called the hotel on my cell phone. I hired a limo for the evening and arranged for the driver to meet us in the Nordstrom's parking garage in two hours. They already had my credit card info on file and took care of all of the arrangements for me.The café attendant called me to the phone. A somewhat startled cashier told me that she had four women at her register who wanted me to come down and pay for. " She is beautiful," Ophelia said softly. "And looks a lot like herdaughter." Her dau-" I retorted, taking several seconds to realise that by'daughter', Ophelia was actually referring to me. "Huh. Maybe alittle... You know- god, this will sound morbid..." It is the correct evening for it, is it not?" Ophelia asked, making mechuckle and roll my eyes."Leave the bad jokes to me," I scoffed, making my BFF giggle. "That urnby the side of the fire- those are actually her ashes. Dad never letsthem out.