She was facing me, towards the windows, with the light reflecting off her beautiful body, her muscled, toned body, her dark bra. I was aware of the co...trast of my flabbier middle-aged body. I decided that before she changed her mind, I was going to get an eyeful of those beautiful tits. Her hands were rubbing my chest. I reached behind her and unclipped her bra. She leant in and we kissed again. It was a long lingering kiss. I moved my hands round to her breasts, sliding them under her. Then I said, “I mean right now.”He was taken back by that remark. But I could tell hewas ready and willing too. I couldn’t believe I wasacting like such a little whore. It was different when Iwas single, but here I was a married woman. “Hey, don’tlet me stop you. That bikini looks like it’s about readyto pop off anyway,” he said.While in the water, I took off my top and then mybottom. God, it felt good to be naked in the water,especially in front of. Their parents were only in their late 40's and neither seemed to have any "passions" to pursue other than work. And they seemed to act as if travel were a necessary evil of doing business."So...what exactly are your "passions", dad?" asked Trevor with genuine and respectful curiosity. "I haven't known you to do anything other than work 70 hours a week. The same thing with you, mom." Everything got very uneasy again. Then Angie chimed in, "I think I can get this part of the conversation moving. At this time, we pulled up in my driveway and before I turned to leave, Scott grabbed my arm and said, "wait!" then I noticed he was rubbing his cock, which was noticebly hard. He said, "what about a blow job for old times sake"? He knew i wouldn't say no because I used to love sucking him off. So I told him to lay his seat back, which he did, then I unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick, hard tool. I immediately started sucking up and down on it and he kept telling me that I was the best.