" I do want to get down there at some point, Carlie," she'd told him. "Just to see it one last time. I won't get in the way, but it would be nice to g... back to that meadow where your grandfather and I were married one more time and just reminisce a bit. The shuttle won't overstress me." We'll get you down sometime, Grandmother," he'd promised. "But not first rattle out of the box with an agenda in front of you, OK?"And she'd agreed readily. But with their time on the planet now cut to a bare. Closing his eyes he came at the same time in her ass and reached up with the hand he was playing with her tit with and turned her head so he could kiss her. Trying to pull out of the kiss, he let her and smirked "Don't worry...you will learn to love me by the time we're through." Letting his dick soften inside her, he pulled out and watched as she curled up into a ball and sobbed quietly. Almost feeling pity for her, he shook his head remembering she was just a piece of meat for him to have. As time progressed throughout the summer she and I flirted continuously. The curiosity about sex got the better of both of us and we ultimately began fucking routinely when she came to help me twice a week. Within no time however, I learned that my mother had found out. It apparently stirred new feelings within her. After several weeks, she initiated a sexual relationship, and the remaining part of the summer was bliss. She and I routinely made love as much as possible. Not only that, I also. ” Smiling at me she takes a sip, and I could just melt, like the ice attempting to keep our champagne cold on this warm summer’s day. As the day continues, our flirting is becoming quite intense when we find ourselves away from the prying eyes our friends. Simple touching turns to kisses of congratulations when we snag a winner. The chemistry between us is instant and neither of us fight it. “Wow, I think this champagne is going to my head,” Elizabeth giggles, her cheeks looked flushed. “I.