I also began thinking about her being fucked by someone else. That same episode happened three more times during the days before I was supposed to 'le...ve'. No fucking - just a mechanical hand job with me feeling her tits so I'd cum faster.I was to leave on Friday. I packed everything just as planned and Maggie was cheerful and helpful. She gave me a big kiss as I went to the door and told me to just have fun and not think of her and the k**s. "You don't even have to call," she said, smiling. We could have a couple of hours before he gets back, then I’ll cook lunch, then Chris would like to watch you make love to me if you don’t mind?”“I won’t come to make love to you, but I’d enjoy fucking you again,” David said to make his attitude completely clear.“But can Chris watch? He’s trying to make it a condition but I want you anyway. We just don’t have to tell him when or where if you don’t want an audience.”“I’ve thought about that and I don’t really mind being watched, but do. She offered a petition to the Fairy expressing her willingness, her eagerness, to make amends for this and to be allowed to perform some act of penance.That night, as she prepared to rest, she felt that the air against her skin was very much colder than recently. The path had been rising upwards for the whole day, as they crossed a range of high hills, and the height of summer was still some weeks off. She rubbed her ring, expecting the two dogs to appear. Instead, the familiar apparition of. I abandoned myself to her embrace, my arms clutching at her, loving the feel of her body against mine, even with all these clothes between us, awash with her scent of paints and solvents. Even her sweat smelled good. Greg touched me and wrapped himself around both me and Kathy -- he has nice, long arms -- and the three of us seemed to just melt together, my cares easing. They loved me. I didn't need to worry about snide wisecracks or hurtful words, no snipes or cheap shots.I hadn't realized how.