The guys were sitting at the couch watching the baseball game and the women were sitting at the table talking. Rita smiled at me as I came in the kitc...hen, but the mothers kept talking. I waved and they acknowledged me and went back to their conversation, and I headed to the basement, hoping Rita saw me and got the hint. I sat on the couch and waited, a couple minutes later I heard footsteps on the stairs and got up just as Rita came around the corner and walked straight into a kiss. She moaned. It was as if I were emerging from a dream, though perhaps I was still in the dream. She nuzzled my neck, nibbled at my earlobe, then squealed like a little girl. "Arise, arise my sweet, sweet prince." And arising I was, indeed I was arising. Caressing her round hips, letting my hand slip down to the naked undulating curves of her lower heat-emitting cheeks, and yes, indeed I was arising, rising to the occasion."Turn around, turn around, lovely Amelia. I want to admire your wondrous backside,. “Now THAT was something”, said Grace“You mean…last night ? ”, asked Lorna“Yeah…what did you think I meant ?”, asked Grace surprised“Oh…nothing…yes it was something…Oh my God”, blurted Lorna“I’m breaking into a sweat just thinking about it”, added Grace“As long as that’s all you’re breaking into….it’s ok”, laughed Lorna “Oh…you naughty girl…you”, blushed Grace trying to look offended“Don’t give me that….we both loved it…didn’t we ?”, asked Lorna looking straight at Grace“Yeah…we did…I certainly. Her third finger on her right hand was missing and her second finger had quite a scar from the same accident. I knew her from around town as a very successful business woman, inheriting the business when she was 29, two years ago, from her mother. She was single, incredibly qualified, vivacious and I would love to wallow amongst what would be very ample folds, rolls and ripples of her rotund body.Strolling across the sterile room, thinking about my fantasy sex with Phillie and wondering what.