”Interesting, he thought. Mum hasn’t mentioned anything about Kevin’s troubles.It made him wonder.“Yes,” he answered. It was one clipped wor..., and by the one word Aidan made it clear he did not want to talk about it, but that was not enough for mother. He really should have known better!“Why, Aidan? You were so well matched, we were hoping...” and she faltered.“She was seeing other men, mother. She cheated. Can we change the subject?”“Kevin tells me you’re with someone else already.”“I don’t. She had to change her routine last summer because some of the caddies had figured it out and were congregating on the hill behind her house. It got so bad the golfers didn’t have anyone to carry their clubs.She looked out and didn’t notice anyone out there as she slipped into the warm water. She lathered and shaved her legs as well as her “lil peach” as her husband calls it. Her body was deeply tanned all over with the pale exceptions of the narrow white triangles around her deep pink. After a few minutes, I slipped my hand under Michelle’s arm and cupped her small breast. She gasped softly, but didn’t pull back or protest.October 18, 1993, Chicago, Illinois“And just when were you going to tell me?” I asked as Gina and I ran through the mist on Monday morning.“Yesterday! We only decided on Saturday to basically ‘skip to the end!’.”I laughed, “Man and wife! Say ‘Man and Wife!’.”“Exactly. The Princes Bride.”“You’re no princess, Princess!” I laughed.“Bitch!” Gina laughed, then. She still snored, while I sat there, and let her naturally engulf my cock into her ass.While I feft the pressure of her tightness suck me in, I lifted her silk blouse and pushed aside her bra and played with her C cup breasts. By now I was full in to her ass and did a few strokes, as she still snored, knowing this was going to be ok. I got up to an aggressive pace of fucking her tight ass, while rubbing her legs, then breasts and I was at the inevitable tingling numbness of an explosive.