" He remembered something, and frowned. "Pete and I werehorsing around and broke her glasses. We almost got in real troubleover that."Sarah frowned. "...orsing around with a twelve-year-old? You and Pete?It's lucky you only broke her glasses!"They both laughed a little."I hope she's not mad at me," said Richard."Who? Your aunt?" No. Well, her, too. But I meant Kelly, I don't want Kelly mad at me."Sarah sipped at her soda and tried to swallow. She didn't like the noteshe heard in Richard's voice. No words were used, none were needed. My hand went down to the back of her thigh. I gently but slowly slid it up until my hand felt her panties. I rolled my hand around her thigh to the inside. My fingers pushed aside the soft fabric and found her very wet pussy. It seemed to feel even better then it did the first time. I extended one finger and began to rotate her clit softly, sliding it in her pussy, pulling out her juice and rubbing it on her clit. Her hand moved down and started to rub my. I hesitantly told him I would think about the offer, but was sure I wasn’t going to use it. To prove he was serious he helped me pick out sexy outfits for my time away; things he thought would attract the guys. I hadn’t even thought about flirting in ten years, given that we were newly married at first and then had kids. I was always focused on the task at hand. The day of the conference arrived and three other girls, along with myself, headed across the state to be there for the start. My. The robe was open a little where her legs crossed, and Jim looked at her smooth thighs in the golden light of morning. She looked up at him and smiled, waving a hand toward the coffee maker in invitation, then turned back to the newspaper in front of her.Jim poured himself a cup of coffee, tore a piece off the sweet roll that was beside the coffee maker, and sat down across from his mother. His father had been gone for just over two years, and the family had managed to adapt. His sister Jan was.