She looked at me and grinned. "What's the matter, honey? Never seen a woman fingering her cunt before?"I was stunned, and hard as a rock. Between h...ving to piss like a racehorse and seeing her masturbating, I could barely contain myself. "Hell, you've seen me now. Want to cum with me? Or did you just stop to piss?" she asked. I said I'd stopped to piss, but I'd love to join her if she was willing. "Do I fucking look like I'm NOT willing, honey? I'm so God damn horny right now that I'd. It was pulled back and tucked up close between my legs. Myfront area was now flat."This is uncomfortable." Yep. But when I take it off, you'll have more pleasure than you've everimagined."She kissed me and fondled my nipples. "C'mon, honey. We've got to get youdressed."While I was showering, she had laid out my clothes on the bed. Well, theywere not my clothes."C'mon. This is your fantasy."I slipped on the silken panties. They fit perfectly."Now, stand up." She held a waist cincher in her. Five days later Stan was interred in the local cemetery. There would never be a head stone on the grave. Two months later another man turned up on the farm. When Elsey answered the door he asked for Norma Miles. “Who are you?” Elsey asked. “I am Stan Miles solicitor, Simon Banks.” He replied. “Yes Norma’s here,” Elsey said, “what do you want with her?” “I have a will here, can we discuss it inside?” he asked. “Yes we can, come in,” Elsey said. “Sit here for a minute.” Simon Banks sat. We both made a similar response to the suggestion which was that Jacqui and me would need to think about it and would let them know. Neither of us made any commitment although I was excited at the idea and hoped that Carol hadn't freaked Jacqui out when they had their own little conversation. I was on tenterhooks when we got back to our apartment waiting to hear Jacqui's reaction and I got the distinct impression that she was going to be saying she wasn't interested in becoming part of a larger.