My boobs looked magnificent in that outfit, but it still wasnt right. This was supposed to be the night the next big part of my fantasy came true, and... I wanted everything to be perfect. I thought about the look on my son Evans face when he watched me masturbate with him two nights ago, and I suddenly felt a warm tingle between my legs. Then I thought about how he fucked me last night while my husband watched, and it was all I could do to keep from making myself cum right then and there. I didnt. He asked about their plans for the rest of the day and said that he, Marc and Bob were going to go to the club and hang around the pro shop for a few hours."Aren't the roads still bad?" Marge asked."The plows should have them cleared by now," Don said."Okay sweetheart, drive carefully. I'm not sure what we are going to do, just hang around here I guess," Marge said.Don left with Marc and Bob, leaving the women home with the kids."I wonder how long the kids are going to sleep today," Dianne. The three of us experienced each other in ways that we had never dreamed of, even the fantasies that I had been having and masturbating to for the past twenty years did not hold a candle to the real thing. We finally gathered up our clothes and headed to Karen's car which was parked outside the park on the other side of the trees.Karen handed me the keys to drive to our house. She sat in the middle and even before I was away from the curb she was playing with my cock and bringing it back to. I needed Isaac or Joseph to come with me to give me an evaluation of the property. If we loaned them the money which I hoped we will be able to do, I want Joseph's Estate Management office to manage it.I left after breakfast, promising Beatrice I would be calling in when I contacted my friends and that it would be within the next few days. I stopped off at the Inn, wrote letters to Isaac and Joseph and hired a rider to deliver them. It would be over fifty years before the postal service was.