I didn’t hesitate and slid two fingers right up inside her and she positioned herself to accept them.That will do the trick and hit the switch, I wi...l be really ready for you.We both swam to the far end of the pool and climbed out and went into the cabana where there are lounges.Janice didn’t hesitate and lay down and pulled her legs back and prepared to have me fuck her.I didn’t waste any time and immediately shoved my cock into her and then took both of her tits into my hand and squeezed her. Or perhaps that the getting dressed part mightbe arousing but since I did the same routine week after week, that aftertwo hours or so of dishes and dusting, clothes washing and ironing,changing the bed and vacuuming, that my cock would soften.Well it is the opposite for me. The short dress puffing out below mywaist, the tight waistband elastic holding the ruffled panty up, thefirmness in my legs caused by the heels, the gentle rustling of thethree petticoats built into the skirt and knowing. And there is none on those backup disks, either. Nothing that will tie me to anything that has happened. Good theory though, smarty.”“Why, Brenda?” I asked. “Why did you kill Simon? You had everything.”“I have everything, Dag,” she said standing up. It was going to fail. “I was married to Simon for thirty years. I loved him to death.” Her smile reminded me of a predator’s open mouth after a kill. She leaned in close to me. The scent of lilacs was bringing tears to my eyes and I thought I might. Me and Tom? Well, he was OK. Mostly a good guy. A little bit full of himself sometimes, which got on my nerves, but we had a lot in common.However, one of things we didn't have in common was football teams. You see, Heater and I had moved to Charlotte from the Boston area, and I was a lifelong Patriots fan. And guess who had won the other conference championship game, the AFC game, three hours earlier?"Well, congratulations to the Panthers," I said, "they deserve it." I grinned at Tom. "And I.