"Jeff likes the idea." I still don't know if I'm comfortable with it," said Greg."Oh, I'm sorry," Rachael told him. "If you're jealous, I'm happy to g...ve you a little one-on-one time too, Greg. And anyone else who's interested. Lissa? Alya?"Allison rolled her eyes, but she wore a grin on her face. "You never cease to amaze me," she laughed."I think for now we'll put your luggage in the spare room," Greg said. "Whether you actually sleep in there or not ... well, we'll discuss that later." Okay,. Shayla and Laura talked about jewelry and James and Mark about some TV show they both like. I walked alongside them, completely quiet, thinking about what had just happened. Had it been my mind playing tricks? Why had Shayla just lay there on top of me, staring at me? Her face had almost looked questioning as she looked into my eyes. Why hadn't she rolled off me straight away? I figured she must have been startled. But the thought kept lingering.The park wasn't too busy when we reached it.. She wore black stockings, a black garter that did little to hide the role about her middle and a half bra that did nothing to hide her wide dark nipples topping her small droopy tits.Sara, as William and his father called her when they spoke English about me, sat with a half smile. Waiting for me as she did every week for nearly the last year.Even as I stood and stared, enjoying the sight of the older woman - my best friends mother - she spread her knees revealing her sparse black straight bush. I was scared as hell at first... for those first few seconds.. I was scared to death.. thoughts were going thu my head so fast, I was almost out of bed..... but she held onto me... she settled me down.. she told me that she and her husband had discussed this, and that it was what they both agreed was what she wanted to do.. and after our last time together, she had gone home, told her husband about her afternoon with me... and she told me it was the second best fucking she had had that.