" Oh, okay honey, thanks." She took another sip of wine as she watched her daughter nuke the popcorn. My God she thought, Misty sure is growing up fas... and she's turning into a beautiful young woman, a lot prettier than I was at the same age. Misty finished popping the popcorn and left the kitchen and Betty refilled her glass and sat back down and mused about their life. Her daughter was in the middle of her sophomore year in high school and she was making excellent grades. Betty hoped that she. She was not a stupid woman, closer to the crazed genius levelof intelligence but the loss of her lover drove her hatred of men to nearmadness.With her lover dead, she left both her job and the big city to return tothe old farm house once owned by her hated uncle. He had left it and theone hundred acres of citrus trees to her. After cleaning out anythingand everything that reminded her of him, she took to taking long walksthrough the fragrant trees. During one of those strolls she came. "Becky? This is Alex, I understand you wanted to talk to me." What, you don't want to talk to me unless I've got an agenda?" she asked."No, of course not," he replied, blushing from his oversight."Turn on the speakerphone," Cate suggested.Alex did so before speaking again. "You know I miss you, but everyone has been surprising me with one thing after another today, so I'm a bit anxious about what you want to discuss with me." Yeah, and we love you too," Becky reassured him. "Actually, we knew. Andy was the last one, and he was still nervous. As hismistress led him to me, I saw that his cock was soft. Iwas so horny that I scarcely had the patience to lickhim hard, but I did. He entered me hesitantly frombehind so I thrust back hard against him with a growlto bring him all the way inside. He leaned forward towhisper in my ear, “I’m sorry, Beth, I had no ideayou’d be here.” The fool! Why was he apologizing for the greatestsexual experience of my life? Ignoring.