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It was the summer after our 3rd anniversary. Which made it five years since I'd last seen Abigail. She was in town for pieces of a long week, using th... old house as a base. Of course we drove the ten minutes over, repeatedly.Abigail looked really good. I felt terrible immediately for thinking such a thing. Things were a little awkward the first drive over. The next time, things were cool, and suddenly she and Nancy had totally bonded. They kept hanging away, chattering like sisters.I certainly. While I had the resources to live whatever lifestyle had wanted, it was what they shared that I desired most of all. I make a call downstairs for the staff to send up the two girls I had specifically asked for along with an assortment of cigars and a bottle of Rémy Martin VSOP with two sniffer glasses. Jim and I are still out of the veranda when the girls show up with my requests.Looking at the young ladies coming out of my suite. “Ah, I see that our cigars and Cognac have arrived.”Jim turns. “I don’t know,” Jennifer said, “It looks like fun!”I put my hands on her hips and lifted her up. When she found herself six inches off the ground, supported only by my arms, she let out a girlish squeal.“Oh my God!” she shouted.I lifted her a little further and she flung her leg over the saddle. With her ass firmly planted in the seat, she wiggled around a bit and giggled again.I stepped sideways until I was just behind her right shoulder. I put my arms around her waist and held her firmly in. At the same time the guy in the row in front, got up and moved to my row. A couple minutes went by and the guy to my left got up and sat next to me. He put his arm around my seat and asked, "Good movie huh? Beats sitting at home with the wife and kids." I nodded and pretended not to be interested. His arms slowly moved around me shoulder and I asked, "Hey, do you mind?" With a sheepish smile he removed his arm. I looked over to see where the other guy was and found him 2 seats away watching me.
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