She looked around, as if she could still see it all. “There were trails all through the woods, and a big quad ATV right there,” she pointed off to our left. “And I knew that all of it was ours. The kids, the grandkids, the house, the boats, all of it. It was all ours, all four of us.” She looked to the side, “We had a flag flying, right there, and the kids knew this building was off limits when Grandma was flying the flag. God! It was so weird! I could almost feel the padding that you added to these very seats, on the arms, so it would be softer on our legs!” She looked at Sheri, “And God, you were beautiful! I was so fucking jealous, how could you age to well?”
Dan laughed, “You didn’t eat the tequila worm, did you?”
“Don’t make fun of me, Dan! I’m telling you, I swear, it was like Deja Vu, but in reverse. The whole thing just appeared in my head, and it was like watching a movie of our future!”
“Sounds like a pretty good scene to me,” Sheri said. “Great friends, great sex, an army of grandchildren, and enough success to make a mansion out here. I could go for that.”
I heard Dan giggle. “Shit, Alex. Now we’ve really got our work cut out for us. It’ll mean a lot of weekends up here.”
Robin settled down, and leaned back into me, still thoroughly impaled. I started rocking us again, and used my hands on her ass to get a little more action.
“What do you think,” she asked me softly.
“Us, sitting her, forty years from now, just like this?”
“Mmmhmm,” she murmured, moving with me, letting me get just a little more of the old in-and-out going.
“Just like you described?” I asked, caressing her body.
“Exactly,” she said softly.
I turned her head, and kissed her on the lips, tasting her again, feeling the sharpness of her teeth, the moist firmness of her tongue, sharing her breath. She whimpered for me. God, I loved that sound.
“Heaven on Earth.”