She was there with some friends her age. She told me that her older brother taught her to dance. She knew all the country dances. She told me that the...first thing I needed to do, was relax my body, and not be so stiff when I held her.”“I can’t believe you’ve ever moved in a stiff manner. You walk so smooth and easy, as if you are gliding in your boots.”“My dad walked this way and so does, Dale, my brother. I think we both mimicked Dad’s walk. I know I did because he was so smooth, just as you. He does not pay any attention to Paul. It astounds Paul. It was as if new people in his kitchen was nothing new.He asks Mick, "I take it new people in your house is nothing new?" Your right, Luke thinks I bring too many strays home."Lane comes in to the kitchen. Paul flabbergasted almost falls over in his chair."You're dead."Mick stops him, "No this Lane. I take it you knew Nick too?" You're Lane. You look just like Nick." He was my older brother. Who are you?" I am Paul Smith."Lane hits him. I pull Jane's thong to the side and run my fingers around the outline of her pussy, gently easing a finger into her wetness, my thumb rubbing her clit the same way her hand envelopes my cock.Our breathing speeds up and gets deeper 'Dan I want you in me now!' Jane says as she pulls my cock free of my lace black shorties. I pull my finger from her pussy and we both enjoy the taste, our tongues meeting as we share another romntic embrace.Jane rolls me onto my back and straddles me, my cock poking. Cooter, welcome back. What can I get for you and the little lady?"So here he was with another woman. They sat at a table not far from me. I watched as he was making small talk with this woman. I noticed she had a wedding ring on her finger. I also knew it wasn't his wife since she told me not more than an hour ago that he was out of town.By the conversation, it sounded like he was talking business, but at the same time trying to hit on this young married woman. I decided it wasn't going to go.