" I just had a robe on and got a great idea. I positioned myself with my knees between her legs and loosened my robe. When I leaned foward to reach he... shoulders, my penis came in contact with the crack of her ass. As I massaged her, the motion moved it along her crack. She made no move to stop me, but as I moved down her back, the contact stopped. I really got a great view of her pussy as I rubbed her cheeks. She was already wet and her lips were protruding nicely. I quickly moved down her. The first time he’d asked her out was to a tree-planting event for Arbor Day, and now she knew it had been nothing more than a calculated ruse to get into her pants. She banged her fist on the steering wheel and pinched her green eyes closed – refusing to cry.After a few minutes of cradling her face in her hands, she sucked in a deep breath and let it out as a blast. Grabbing her phone from where she’d tossed it in the passenger seat, she called her sister.“He wasn’t home?” Ella said by way of. “But yes, we do need to come up with something, anything!”“Yes,” he said.The funeral was attended by a relatively small group of people. Cecilia Scott was not an outgoing person. People who did know her respected her and, yes, one could say loved her. But the fact was, there were not a lot of people who knew her, at least not intimately. When her husband had died so many years before; she’d become a semi-recluse. She did go out mostly with her daughter when she lived at home, but not a lot.Lea. The wager was not the typical drinking wager either. Theyagreed to meet the next weekend and race from Atlantato Athens the first one to Athenswins. Melinda added a caveat to the bet that the loser will then have toaccompany the winner to Myrtle Beach Bike week which was six months away. Afterbike week the loser will then be allowed to return to their respective group. Next Saturday came and both Melinda and Mike were ready fora fast and furious ride to Athens. WhatMike did not know was Melinda.