Day At The Lake: Part 3
Sunday morning brought a pleasant surprise. The night before was so warm, Jim spread a blanket on the ground for him and Jeannie to sleep under the stars and enjoy the gentle breeze. The smell of morning coffee woke him and he realized he wasn’t the “First to get up.” Looking towards the picnic table, he could see Jeannie seated there in her thin nightie and it was raised to her hips. From behind, he couldn’t tell who was on the bench before her, but he would soon find out. As he strolled over for a cup of coffee, he glanced to his right and instantly froze in his tracks! “My God, it’s CJ and she’s tongue deep in my wife’s flower!” he thought to himself. A thrill rushed over his body and tingles traveled …