I eventually got up, headed down the hall to the bathroom, taking a warm and long shower, wrapping up in a warm robe, fixing something to eat. For som... reason he was locked inside that room, no where else in the home, Sipping a warm coffee, my pussy still pulsating from what it had just been through, I spent that night in the spare bedroom. Wendy called to see how the new home was, I left out my ghost lover. She planned on joining me in a couple of weeks. I stayed out of the bedroom for a few. Rianne kept refilling her daughter's glass and Olivia kept emptying it. Olivia's speech indicated the alcohol had affected her. Handicapping our agreement? Perhaps tonight, Olivia would be friendly bordering on intimate. I'd get Olivia, and Rianne would get what she wanted. The food was excellent, despite flashbacks to Inga, naked and mounted on the tip of my prick. Must have been the wine. I shook my head to clear the image.Our dinner outing was especially pleasant when Rianne picked up the. But I'm worried about her sanity and I figured we could both use a relaxing bath. I finally joined her in the tub. There's easily room for the two of us and several others as well if we're good friends.I turned the jets on low and sat across from her. She slid down and rested her head against the side of the tub. Tears began to stream down her cheeks again. After a few minutes I sat her up and moved around behind her. I sat with my legs on either side of her and pulled her back against my. He stood at her door, course cartridges under one arm holding her other hand. He didn't make any attempt to leave and then they both knew the formality the other was waiting on. "Um..." she said shyly. "Maybe that's not a good idea, do you think so?" I do." he agreed and then in defiance of that agreement leaned in and placed his lips hard against hers. She didn't resist. No, instead she allowed him to penetrate her mouth with his tongue again. They didn't embrace but continued to hold hands.