All her attention was on the horse. Her analytical engineer’s mind centered on Bob’s comment about a rhythm and she identified the two beat patter... to the horse’s movements. It took her a while, but she finally figured out how to flex her knees in time with the horse’s gait so that she didn’t bounce so much. Her butt felt sore and she could feel the tension in her abdomen and thighs as her legs got a workout. It felt like all day, but was really only ten minutes before she lifted her head to. "I think you just did."For the next two hours, we acted like normal people. Anita prepared, I cooked, Anna and Brad set the table and poured wine. We ate like civilized humans. I could feel the tension building.Finally, good old Brad came to his senses. "I'll help you with the dishes, Anita."She was the master seductress. "Thank you, Brad. Is it Bradley that your mother named you?"I watched him squirm. "Uhh, yes, it's Bradley."While they were loading the dishes, she kissed him on the cheek. "I. When I told her, she giggled.She told me to lift my arms up and took my jersey off then she unfastened my shorts and pushed them down. My willy was bulging out of my underpants."Oooh lovely!" she said, stroking me, then she put her fingers into the waistband and pushed them down. My willy sprang out all stiff."Oh my," she said, you're such a big boy." She ran her fingers up and down my willy, then pushed the foreskin back. The head was all swollen and purple. She bent down and kissed it,. “Are you referring to her age or her attitude?” Dad asked with a smirk.“Yes!” I chuckled.“You two MEN better watch it!” Mom threatened, but she was laughing now.“I think that’s my cue to head to work,” I said.I got up, gave my mom a quick hug and went up to brush my teeth. It was one of the few things which I hadn’t packed since Saturday. Everything else was in boxes, bags, or suitcases, ready to be put in my car and the station wagon for the trip back to McKinley. I finished in the bathroom,.