“Can I talk to you?” she asked.“Of course,” he said.“In there?” she asked, pointing to the living room.“In there?” The obvious confusi...on in his voice was easy to understand. The only furniture in the house was a queen sized air mattress, and a night stand. Both were in the living room, next to the fireplace with its airtight insert. That fireplace had been designed to play a significant role in heating the lower floor, but when it was fired up for the first time, it was so efficient that it. My mother escorted Catharine to her room, the one beside mine, and the two talked for some time as Catharine got settled. Friday evening passed and I watched Catharine with great interest, examining her moves and watching how she conducted herself. I was quite flattered when she repeatedly laughed at my jokes, almost making me feel like the adult I was not! As the night wore on it became evident that Catharine was not seeing anyone at the moment. In fact, she seemed to take great pleasure in. So, she downed the rest of her wine, sat the glass down, turned her back and him, and pulled her top over her head, unclasped her bra and threw it on the couch across the room. She turned around giving him a full view of her beautiful tits."Fuck, those titties are hot" he said. He looked at me as if to ask permission, and said "I am about to jerk off and cum in front of your wife, are you cool with that buddy?" I simply nodded and he began to stroke that fucking monster right there in front of. She often wondered if the piper and drummer ever got a chance to join in the activities. How unfair to watch all around you lost in passionate pleasure and not participate! Now, years later, she knew that new musicians relieved them and they could run off to find their own lady of the woods. They sat down and leaned against the stone. It still held the warmth of the sun and the couple relaxed and settled in to observe the glen as their clan began the work of calling back the sun. It was hard.