Then, slowly, he ran a finger down her slit, testing her readiness. She knew he was looking at her swollen pink petals and her face went red from emb...rrassment. “Nice…very nice. You’re very wet for me and that’s a good girl. Now spread your legs wider…I want to feel you.” Sara complied until she was fully exposed. Then he lightly slapped her open core. Shocked at the unfamiliar sensation, Sara wasn’t sure if she liked it. He did it again and she heard the sound his fingers made on her. This trip we went sking and it was our neighbors that went with us. They had a son and daughter that was the same age as me and my brother. The mom, Wendy, was a slightly chubby woman-not great looking but she was sexy. There was something about her that just made a guys dick hard. Any way one night I was sitting in the hot tub all by myself when Wendy and her husband came and got in the tub. They were drunk and were making out. Her husband, Rick, looked at me and smiled real big and then. This was my sex life for almost four years, right up to the day my upstairs toilet backed up.Ashton called me at work and told me the toilet in the master bedroom had overflowed. I told her to shut off the tank valve and that I'd run a snake down the drain when I got home. Ashton wasn't home when I got there because it was one of her card nights. She plays bridge on Tuesdays with a group of friends and Pinochle on Thursdays with some girls she went to college with. She had mopped up the mess so. " Lot a good you'll do," she said. "Look what happened in Bedford, hardly a barn left my cousin told me." Missy shook her curly head. She was still dressed all in black although she had told me that several eligible suitors had already come to call and pay their respects to her late husband and sit with the lonely widow. "That bloody Tory," as she called him, had left a will that was all tangles since he had several farms as well as a number of children from previous wives and at least one.