Katie was distracted by this, it was easy to tell. Then I slide my hand right up her inner thigh. Her legs parted just a tiny bit to accommodate me.I ...lid my hand up the inside of her thigh and decided it’s now or never. I continued until I reached her bikini, slid right up over her mound and up to her belly. She took in a sharp breath when my hand passed over her pussy, and her eyes popped open. She gave me an ever so slightly shocked look. I looked back at her, and slid my hand back down over. . the only thingthat troubled Ronnie was that Peter swore that the girl's sweater was down when hissister-in-law had entered the room ... which meant only one thing ... that Marilyn hadbeen watching at the door!It wasn't easy for Ronnie Goodge to bring up his young son alone, his wife had lefthim when the boy was only three years old and he had never heard from her since,nor wanted to for that matter. Over the years Ronnie had had more than onegirlfriend and several times he had been tempted to. She’d been with Yvonne exclusively for almost ten years now. This was the first time she’d touched another woman in all those years. It felt good. Too good. She was glad Mrs. Foster was straight. She didn’t need temptation in her life right now, when things were going so good for her. Well… professionally anyway. Her personal life was another matter. She went to the shower and quietly masturbated under the stream of warm water, thinking about Mrs. Foster’s soft skin, and pretty face. * Lindsey. I just changed a few words as I went along to fit it to our parents.”“That was so beautiful!” Then she started weeping into her hands.“Hey ... what’s wrong?” He asked, gently standing up close to her and rubbing her back. “That song was supposed to cheer you up, not make you sad and cry,” he said, taking her hands away and brushing her tears aside. “Abby, I promise you, as long as I live, I’ll never, ever give you a reason to be sad and cry.”“I’m not sad, I’m happy. That song is so perfect for.