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But for now the only date i have is with…. Oh never mind.” she said, then chuckled. I kind of laughed but asked why she hadn’t asked him out. I didn’t ever want to tell her that I have screwed a couple of married women, in my past. She may think very low of me, even though the women in question I met at a bar, had no rings on, and then to find out afterwards, they did to get back at their cheating spouse. The one party was a knockout too, and I couldn’t believe that her couple husband would ever entertain the thought of fucking someone else, because she was great in bed. As she started to say something, the sky opened up and a downpour ensued. We both said shit at the same time. Sara started to jog some, but I just continued at the pace we were going at. We still had a good half mile back to her place, and even much farther if we attempted mine. Sara turned back to see where I was at and said, “What are doing?” “Might as well just walk. We’re soaked already.” then chuckled. She laughed and waited up for sex me. We did pick up the pace a bit, but neither of us said much on the way back to her house. The dogs were fine with our pace, but I doubt if they enjoyed being soaked to the bone, like they were. When we got back to her house, we went in through her garage, and into outdoor her small mud room, which also had her indian washer and dryer. We grabbed some towels and wiped the dogs down, so they wouldn’t be totally soaked when they entered the house. Then she told me to strip down, through my clothes in the washer, and she would go find me something to wear, then went into the house. I waited for her to close the door before undressing, which was silly in its own right, since she had seen me naked on many occasion. A couple of minutes later, the door started to open, and I hurried behind it. I stopped the door so she couldn’t walk in, or I believe she would have. “Oh, Mister Modest now.” then giggled. “I found you a pair of Jr’s boxers and a t-shirt. They should fit, since you both are about the same size.” she said, giggled, then closed the door. I emerged then into the kitchen. My jaw had to have hit the floor. Sara was standing there in just this teal color robe. It was either silk or satin, that hung to about mid thigh. Her nipples were hard and easily poking through the thin material. I had to divert my eyes from her, or my own cock would give away the lovely sight I was beholding. She asked me to get some bottled water, while she started the washer up. I got the water, then moved to the couch. When she returned, she sat down next to me, as I handed her a bottle, which she started to drink from. At this moment, all i could think of was her naked, and letting me explore her body, like we did all those years ago. Then she put her bottle down and turned towards me, bringing one leg up and folding it in, and as she did that, her hand pushed the robe between her legs, so I couldn’t get a view of her sex. “Doug. Can I ask you a serious question?” she asked, to which I nodded my agreement. She hemmed and hawed, then asked, “Do you still find me attractive?” I just looked at her and then finally said, “Of course I do. “We can't use outdoor the girls' locker room next week.” “Me, too!” Brita sex gasped. The incestuous part made her tingle all over. My pussy couple squeezed about him. While part indian of her didn’t want to leave the boy alone and unsupervised, especially unrestrained as he was out of a fear that, despite what had changed over the course of last night, he would still try to run, she felt pretty confident that after the night he had had, unless disturbed, he would still sleep for a long while yet. That's... I couldn't tell which one her boyfriend was, but with different spellings and Facebook, I had no doubt I could figure it out. Worse, my own fear seasoned the air. "Piss into your car seats. I just lay there, legs still bent and wide open. She knew she should be angry and indignant about this party - how dare he?