She rockedher ass gently from side to side. She felt her pantiesconstricting her knees. There was something so wrongabout what he was doing, so bad th...at it made her feelsexy and slutty. She liked feeling like a bad girl. Mrs. Smith had stopped talking, folded up her lawn chairand was heading back inside. Once the landlady was gone,she no longer had to fake a conversation. She stared upat the clouds as they drifted along. People were walkingand cars driving by, so she still acted like nothing. 30 now and Stephanie should have been in bed half an hour ago.I still intended to get her into her bed soon but after our fun and games outside I had no intention of leaving her alone there to sleep. First however we both needed to warm up and then dry off.Stephanie took me by the hand and pulled me through the house towards the bathroom. We made wet splashing noises as the rainwater ran off us and we left wet footprints through the house.Once in the bathroom we quickly turned the shower on and. I told him lets go to the woods behind Gary's house. Gary was on vacation and no one would know we were there. he agreed and we got to the woods and laid our bikes down and sat in a small opening and spread my blanket down and laid my back pack next to us. I wanted to see his cock so bad.I pulled my shorts down and removed my shirt. I then dropped my tighty whiteysand looked over to Neal. he had everything off and was beginning to remove his boxers. I was hard as a rock. he looked at my cock. "What happened to the timid, reserved Teri I used to know?"She quirked a smile. Her eyes, that had been so dark the previous day, were bright green and glittering. "She met Jesus ... and married her soul-mate." She took the bottle of shampoo and began to wash my hair. I groped for, and found, the gel, and began to soap up my wife's sweet body. My short hair didn't take long and we swapped roles, though I admit I would have liked to continue to fondle Teri. Her hair wasn't very long, just above.