When he answered, he heard his mother laughing."I hope you're happy," she playfully scolded. "Your father just made himself sick again whooping and ho...lering when he saw those pictures." Found a Confederate 12-pounder too." Keep it up. Should help your father relax to know you're out there having such good luck. I'm going to go check on him. Love you." I'll call later when I pack and rack for the day. Love you too, Mom. Bye."Skyler ended the call and got back to the tedious work of mapping out. Once Gloria returned the girls looks became less obvious, but we still made eye contact for the next hour we spent on the beach. One conversation I heard, and was meant to, was that the boy was to go to dinner with Mom and Step Dad while Sis was dressing to go “out” to hear a band.Besides the eye contact and some loud chatter, I think I was supposed to hear, another constant was the Mothers harping at the daughter to “fix the back of your bikini”. The bottom was designed to cover little more. Not much though but definitely we would be texting.It was over a week we were texting and she asked me my WhatsApp number. I gave her and we started texting there as well. As the days were passing, our texting progressed. She used to tell me how my brother fell in love with her friend and stories like that about her college and stuff. I didn’t want to make the first move since it could be awkward if she tells my brother. But she was getting sort of connected to me and my thoughts.I wanted her. I eased along the opposite wall and found a decent vantage point.I’d never dreamed a woman would, in reality, allow herself to be bent forward, legs spread, and double-fucked, mouth and pussy simultaneously, in a dirty alley. I figured that was adolescent male fantasy and bad porn flicks. And to have the woman be my almost-prudish ex-wife? My, how time changes people.As I watched the grunting, almost bestial event unfold, I discovered my cock was as hard as it’d ever been in my entire.