I smiled. After some chat we drove off to a lonely place in my car. My kids were in home playing with their grandparents. The guy was from Goa. His na...me was Samuel. I was wearing a green sleeveless blouse. Our car glass was dark. Nobody could see inside.First we hugged and kissed each other. Then he pressed my boobs over my blouse. I told him how many housewives have you fucked before. He was startled. I told him I know about you, my friend told me. You remember the one whom you fucked in her. My treat.”Tina goggled at the thought. Cathedral Farms was the fanciest and most expensive place in town. “I can’t go like this!” she announced, pointing at her slacks. A toner cartridge for the copy machine had busted all over one pants leg that afternoon.Sam shrugged. “So? You live where, up Franklin Mountain? That’s almost on the way. We’ll go over there, and you can change. Come on, live a little! Be kind to an old man and keep him away from diner food.”“Okay, if you want to.” Tina drove. While he's kissing me, Bryce is pinching and pulling my nipples under my shirt. We stayed like that a minute or two just making out. Bryce then takes my hand and places it on his thick cock. I can feel it already fully erect through his boxers. I pulled his dick out and began stroking his hard cock. While I started to stroke Bryces cock, Mark came over and took my skirt and panties off. Bryce asked me if I wanted to suck his dick. I said, " yes I love sucking dick." I slowly wrapped my tongue. She feels as though the combination of the trip experience, the parasailing and the closeness has allowed her to turn a corner in her attitude. Tim throws her into the water like he had just done to Michele. She comes up gasping and laughing and leaps at him, grabbing onto his neck. She doesn’t let go, though. Tim can’t see but Michele does, it isn’t the water running down her cheeks, she is crying. Michele comes to them in the waist deep water, puts a hand on Tim and rubs her Mom’s back down.