She graciously rotated from one lap to the next as we all drank and chatted. Again she got up and went to get everyone a fresh beer and herself anoth...er Patron.When she reached Mike for the second time I could see that she was no longer perched on his knees but had squarely placed her firm butt right on top of his cock, which was bulging beneath his pants.As she moved from one lap to the next her butt became more and more familiar with the guys and when it was my turn she gyrated against my. She worked hard. She had to. At heart, she was really too nice to be a Real Estate Agent. I could tell Jackie had lots of nervous sexual energy. She had two adult sons, but no husband, or man (or woman).Once, I told her the foibles of my marriage, and she remarked how she was glad that she didn't have a boyfriend, as it was too much work. I thought, she really needs to release some of that sexual energy. She never even takes a vacation. If she did, she could get secretly fucked by some black. Unless I decided to turn it all off, and then boom! All quiet, all the time. But no more living inside Chris' love when I did. It was an agonizing choice, but there were times during the day when I just couldn't think through the surge of it and had to turn it off.Once the dinner was done and the evening's small talk and other social niceties out of the way, Chris' parents excused themselves for the night, off to bed. Chris and I had already been sitting together on the rustic hand-built love. Then I did something that, even now I cannot fully explain why because it wasn'ta deliberate act on my part but more of a subconscious act…I took mytrainers off. I carefully placed them by the patio door and flexed my baretoes in the carpet, the carpet tickling my feet. But did I take my trainersoff to avoid bringing dirt into the house from the garden or was it to allowme to make my way round the house silently? A few steps took me across the lounge and into the hall that led either intothe.