When we got home the phone rang and it was Lyn saying that Dave was on his way round as he had not said good night to Jean and she was to keep me talk...ng until he arrived, Jean came into the room in T-shirt and panties asking who was on the phone, there was a knock at the door, Jean lets Dave in {he’s drunk] he says he did not get to say goodnight or give Jean a kiss goodnight, Jean says OK and gives him a goodnight kiss, I take Jeans T-shirt off letting Dave have a good look at her tits I then. We were happy our trip ended so nicely and the c***dren had enjoyed it as well with son and daughter getting to meet “Spider-Man” a local lad from Austin’s car club who dressed up for the town,s Pioneer Days annual celebration and drives his customised “Spidey Mobile” a souped up 1965 Chevy Corvette. Theflight back via British AIR ways from Sea-Tac to Heathrow Airport, London was fairly uneventful and going back to work a real downer as it was for the k**s and wife as we,d had to get permission. Her tits were amazing. Then she let her hair down and then dropped her panties allowing me to get a full view or her neatly trimmed red bush. The rest of her body was amazing. I stood there not sure what to do. "Will you get undressed and fuck me before I change my mind?" Jill pleaded. I stood frozen. Then she looked at me. "You have never...have you been with a woman before? I did not even think..." Jill took me in her arms and hugged me, my cock was so hard it went numb. "This is good, you. “Shush, baby. We’ll be more careful. Just a few more steps…”I giggled nervously, knowing that she must be leading me to the bed. We didn’t always end up in the master bedroom. I actually liked this room better. It had a better feel, I guess. Oak paneling, stained dark, and plush carpeting that felt delightful to bury your toes in. Or lie naked beneath Mrs. Vandermeer in. Anticipation rose within me, making my hyper aware of the blood pulsing through my veins, and the way my heart seemed to skip.