Says he can’t even fly the thing, but he’s gonna watch Sandy.”“Matt and Sandy? A thing?”“Wanna see her dad turn colors?” she giggled. �...Say something about that.”“He wouldn’t be a bad match,” I mused. “Actually HAS a job. Intelligent. Seems decent. Neither of you said he hit on you, and both of you are entirely hit-worthy.”“It is well that you notice that, sir,” she said. She does that fake formality just for fun. That’s part of the fun of being married to Haley. “And next time you go look at a. "Then the devious Pam joined the discussion. "Maybe we could get Mom to invite her boyfriend for dinner."Jerri exclaimed, "Yes! Great idea. Where's Mom?"I replied, "I think I saw her walking to her bedroom."Pam cut in, "Why don't we ask her at breakfast?"When the pancakes and bacon were ready, Pam carried the platters into the dining room and Jerri went to get her mom. Once we all assembled and said the blessing, everyone attacked the food. Jerri commented, "These pancakes are fantastic. I saw. Thoughts of stripping these shorts off her bum and plastering kisses all over her smooth, muscular half-orbs sprang up in my mind and gave me a warm buzz. “I’ve never seen you at a SLUT meeting,” I said to fill the silence before it could become awkward. “That’s because I’m not a member.” “Not? But I thought… then why…?” “I’m a bit different. But you’ll see for yourself. Ah, here it is!” She stood up and brought me a lime green pair of shorts the same cut like hers and a matching t-shirt. “Put. I don't usually like to talk much during a massage, it sort of inhibits the relaxation. But Ashley's voice was so entrancing, I didn't mind.Slowly though, the pace of our conversation slowed, and I really began to focus on the feel of her hands on my body. She had strong hands, deceptively strong for her petite stature. She kneaded my back, working deep to get at the muscles below. When she reached the top of the towel at my tailbone, she flipped it over and folded it back, exposing the top of.