“Honey we really need to get going—it will be dinner time soon”.“Ya—come on Johnny—you had your fun”. Johnny hops off the bike hanging h...is head. Short lived fantasy for sure. Dustin couldn't stand it. “Matthew—maybe we could invite Johnny to come with us !”“Oh thank you bois—that's real generous—but I don't think we could drop our son at a truck stop with a bunch of bois we don't even know” responds Johnny's dad. About this time another man is walking up to us, wearing one of the truck stop. ” So she untied her top and took it off. She cupped her hands under her tits so everyone had a good view. “You’re beautiful," Marge said. "You’re older than me but your boobs are so much firmer. If mine were as hot as yours, I’d be proud to show them too.” So we chatted for a while. Although the water covered her tits when she sat in the water, a couple of times Alice said she was too hot and sat on the side of the spa to cool off. Everyone had a good view of her tits. “Alice," I said, "please. She is my wife and she will do what I tell her. I will recommend you stay out of my way or I’ll wind up beating you both.” He walked toward the hallway that led back to the bedrooms. Gwen left Gregor’s side and quickly stepped in front of Willem.“Mr. Gasst? Is that right? You would be Willem Gasst, oldest son of Svetlana and the famous Ivan Karloff? How interesting.” Willem stopped and looked at her. He was the center of attention! That was all I needed. Gwen was a treasure, distracting him. By mutual agreement they decided to have beans on toast rather than the as yet un-started roast, that could wait till tomorrow. They ate in silence, both knowing without words, what was to come. Silently, the food over, she cleared the table, the big old six-legged farmhouse table, centre of the family for years, big and solid, in fact, way too big to get out of the kitchen now the rebuild was finished. Without a word she began undressing, Wally in turn first fetching from the outhouse some.