Fast forward to later on in the day, early evening, late evening, we are chatting with each other again…about our fantasies. His are not much differ...ent from mine. And we plan on how we can fulfill each others. NOW I was hoping his smiles would be for ME………….. We met half way as it is a long drive to where each of us live. He arranged, not for a hotel room, but for a cabin in the woods. I can’t believe we are going to spend an entire weekend together!!!! My mind drifts as I make the drive. What. My wife was going clothes shopping with Kayla. Kayla Frost!So you’ll know why I was a little incredulous, I have to tell you a little about Kayla: She’s about twenty-six-or-seven. Adriana coaches an intramural volleyball team in Boise that consistently plays in and often wins city-league championships. Kayla is a big reason why they’re so successful. She had a four-year volleyball scholarship at Boise State University. When she’s in the backfield, virtually nothing gets past her. She’ll clasp. "The two men looked at each other for a moment, then both burst out laughing.Shortly, Courtney and Bridget joined the men, soon followed by Angie, Terri and Alice."We know you two were talking about us," Angie said as she tried to tickle Eric, causing him to almost spill what was left of his coffee. "We could tell by the expressions on your faces when you realized we were coming to join you." Probably talking about sex," Terri said to the astonishment of her father, who blushed despite. " My eyes are firm even as you grin at the sternness in my voice. You lay back as told and look up at me as I start to slowly unbutton my shirt. Button by button I undo it, my eyes lusting over your wanton body. I shrug it off my shoulders and smile down at you, "Hands behind your head."You do as I say and lift your arms behind your head, the action pushing your breasts together and I see you smile that wicked smile at me, your eyes travelling up and down my body in lustful anticipation. I grin.