I knew that his talent would make them allforget about what had transpired Saturday night. "I guess it's not easy being a boy," I said teasingly. "It'... harder than I thought it'd be," Sam surprisingly agreed. "Well Sam, it's getting late and I have to make dinner." He took mystatement as an invitation to stay. I told him we were having salads withtuna draped over the top. He didn't care; food was food. I set him towork peeling cucumbers. I let the dog in from the back yard and sureenough, she. Sighing becomes my breathing. I was nothing outside this moment in time and wanting nothing more than it to never end. But like all great things in life, the moment ends and I lean against the railing trying to catch my breath. I feel the heat on my naked skin as if a thousand kisses have been bestowed upon me. In a haze, I barely register I was being moved, re-positioned to bend over the railing. Gently my legs are kicked out wider, making my ever hungry pussy open up in response. A smarting. The weekend comes and my cousin and his wife come over for a swim on a hot & muggy Saturday afternoon. Now his wife isn't the prettiest woman, yet not terrible looking by any means. A bit heavyset around 5 ft. 7 in. or so in height, weighing around 170 lbs. She had natural red hair and had pale, freckly skin. Average breasts for her size and a bigger butt. I'm already in the pool when they arrive in the backyard. She's wearing a blue one-piece swimsuit, nothing flashy or sexy. I watch out of. She paused as she looked at my small but still firm breasts. She then awkwardly took my blouse off. She fumbled like a horny boy as she unclasped my lace bra. Once unclasped, my bra fell to the floor. She nervously looked at me, hesitant to continue, and slightly mesmerized by my erect nipples. She then went behind my back and unzipped my skirt, letting it fall to the floor, revealing my black garters, stockings and thong. She gasped when she saw my naughty and sexy lingerie, the black.