" Wait, what? 'Aunt' and 'Uncle'?" I asked, puzzled."Yeah, your Aunt Audrey and Uncle Bill, Sweetie." She said with a smile, as if it was common knowl...dge."They were my fosters, not my relatives." I corrected her."Oh no, Sweetie. They were family. They adopted you from your parents."I turned to see that Melanie had the same stone cold look of shock as I."Huh!" Bonnie gasped, as the realization hit her. "Oh, Sweetie, you actually thought they were foster parents?" Well, yeah. Foster parents are. Her breasts were so beautifully young and firm and her nipples pointed up to the starry sky. Her pussy was trimmed in a narrow landing strip. She undressed quickly and jumped in."You know, for someone who is 25 years older than me, you are in terrific shape."I mockingly flexed my bicep and she wrapped her arms around it in order to hang from my arm. I felt her breasts brush alongside me and it felt fine. We splashed around the pool teasing each other. I grabbed her once and ran my hand up along. ”“Other women?” Alison was excited where this discussionseemed to be headed. “Yes.”“Who?” Alison had a pretty good idea of some of theother women. She knew her mother and father were verysexual and sexually active, but she just wanted to keepher mother going on this promising path.“Well, one shouldn’t kiss and tell, honey. Let’s justsay the last time was last week.”“I bet it was last week when you took that sauna withLisa. She whimpers as he slowly leads them in their rising passion. She arches her hips driving her body against his demanding release. He kisses her and says,’ Impatient minx.’ ‘Yup! That would be me,’ she utters. She moans louder against his lips as their heated bodies approach nirvana. Collapsing together in a tangle of arms and legs they lay entwined for several minutes. He kisses her forehead, sighs. They snuggle in each other’s embrace drifting to sleep. He stirs wondering how he slept so.