I’m considerably pickier now. I don’t have criteria before I allow someone to run my bases, but I sure know when I want someone to step up to the ...late and try to hit a home run, even on a first date.”“Speaking of which, would you like to see if I can hit one out of the park for you before we eat?”“I was hoping you’d ask. Can I play with your bat and balls?”Marcia and I were in bed dozing when the girls got home. After some prep for bedtime, they slipped into the large bed with us – naked as. Speaking of her friends, I spoke to one of her closest friends on my trip back about ten minutes out. And she had a weird tone in her voice about me going home, she was mentioning stuff “Hey, Olivia (Not real name) loves coffee I bet she would really appreciate a cup, its chilly today.” Weird stuff like that. Obviously, she knew what was going on, and the debacle that I was about to walk into. Normally I would open the garage and park in there but the strange car was blocking my way in, so I. But even then I had intuitively grasped the idea."So what about you?" I asked boldly. "Do you have a boyfriend?" Not right now," she said. "Working at home, I don't meet too many people. And most men don't want to date a woman with two kids." Then they're idiots," I said with real feeling.Lynne laughed again. "Thank you for your gallant defense!" Honestly," I said, "I think you're incredibly good-looking. And fun." Well, I'm glad to know that you think I'm fun." She had put down the scissors. “That is good.”Colin captured my lips in a kiss, sucking and nibbling on my plump lips before sliding his tongue into my mouth. He explored my mouth with his tongue while his fingers probed my pussy, pumping in and out of me, deep and insistent. I started to moan and ride his hand, kissing him back deeply, letting my tongue caress and swirl around his. My orgasm was swiftly approaching and when he began to curl his fingers a bit inside me, the pads of his fingers pushing into my g-spot, I.