She had asked me if I would like my brother's job after he had left and today was my first day at work.In a small rural community part time jobs for t...enagers are scarce and the offer of a job that earned cash money was a treasure. If I failed to please Mrs. Wilson there were plenty of other boys to take my place. My parents gave me an allowance but after a movie on Saturday night I had little left. If I could work regularly I would have enough spare cash for a few luxuries.I knocked on her. This made me feel useful and as it turns out I was very good at it. Bob and I had decided to wait for a few years before starting a family so we both threw ourselves into our work."Mary stood up and started pacing again. "Things were fine until five years into our marriage. Then one night as we were making love Bob asks me if I had ever thought about having sex with another man." I thought he just wanted to hear me say that he was the only man for me, so I did, because it was true. So then Bob. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear.“Information, please,” I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.“Information.”“I hurt my finger...” I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience...“Isn’t your mother home?” came the question.“Nobody’s home but me,” I blubbered.“Are you bleeding?” the voice asked.“No, “I replied. “I hit my finger with the hammer and it. We chat while I watch her soaping and splattering to make me wet.My s!ster slowly gets curious for the reason why I often grow bigger in my pants when I watch her so fully nude.My sweetheart is open for more, but we have to be careful and wait for rare moments of privacy, alone at home.Marjoleen & me, we keep those tasty moments in our memories. As anydoes does with memorable first times. My minds' eye still sees her in that tiny blue bikini. We write about the sexy Summer of nineteen sixty.