I already did… I’m sorry” “What? No, don’t be sorry, sweetheart! Are you ok?” Really I was asking if he was OK with what we’d just done....“Ya! I’m great” He answered more excitedly than he meant to and became shy. “Good.” I smiled, stood up, and left. After cleaning myself off (and out) I went into Bobby’s room. He had to have heard me with Andrew, and I was counting on it. I walked in to his room, slipped my dress off my shoulders and let it fall to the ground, allowing him my fully nude body.. He wasted no time seriouslylooking for the key, it was now obvious that he wasn't going to find itwith any of them. It took a little longer to give her satisfaction butwhen she came she gave voice to her pleasure.Brunette pushed him off the bed then half followed him but turned overplacing her behind in front of his face."I think you ought to check the back door for the key, don't you?" shetold him, adding to the three women's glee.This he hadn't reckoned on but he took a breath and explored. We have a nice three bedroom single story home in the back of a very nice subdivision. The subdivision is about twenty-five years old and we bought a house at the very back of the first area that opened up. We are surrounded by many old oak trees, and it is quiet and peaceful back here.Since we have been retired, we have been inundated with sales people. There is the local paper, the next larger town paper, and general sales people trying to sell us the latest and greatest in something they. Her face reflected, together with that quick smile and flash of the eyes he remembered, a confident sense of herself. Though Mark was happy enough to see her, he was somewhat at a loss for words -- idle cocktail chatter being inappropriate for a reunion after so many years, but little in the way of shared memories to fill the void. Others joined the group and they separated.It was only toward the end of the evening that he saw her again. The band was playing and, although he hadn't danced at.