But she did get in. I raised her all the way to the ceiling and moved across the room following the tracks. Then I had an idea. I brought her to an ar...ea where she could drop in front of me. I get into position as I lower her onto me. “Xavier? What are you doing?” she asked nervously.I brought her down pretty far. I was right up in between her legs staring straight at her chest. That’s when I look up and see her blush. I finally went for it. I lowered her until she was practically riding my lap. I had long ago given up trying to be quiet, and my moaning let him know exactly where my body stood. As I hit my peak, I practically lifted him up off of me with the force of my hips. The orgasmic wave rocked my body, and a kind of euphoria set in. As my body relaxed and I could finally feel the weight of him on top of me, he looked me in the eyes and said ‘lets see if we can get another one.’ It wasn’t a question. He stood up and repositioned me to go doggie style. I was still wet from the. Instead of my thigh, he started running his hand over my bare shoulders and back. I noticed that Andrew did not miss a beat in the story that he was telling, apparently it was OK for Fred to stroke me like that. Then Fred undid the straps that held my top in place and it fell into my lap. I pushed it aside. Doesnt Vera have beautiful breasts?, Fred asked. She certainly does., my husband replied. My god,, I thought, he really wants Fred to fuck me. So what was all that bullshit about my not. ”“I’ll try not to. Their camping trip is going to be awesome. But I just don’t know how many more goodbyes I can take,” I said quietly.Lara came close and gave me a hug. “Hey ... If it’s any consolation, there’s pretty much no one else left that can leave now.”I let out a sad laugh. “Wow, you should really think about a career in grief counseling. ‘Sorry your wife died, but at least she can’t die on you ever again ... So be happy for that!’”She slapped my shoulder. “Stop it.”“What, it’s true.