"Sounds dull," Greg said as he gulped down the dry cereal. "Don't forget the meeting of the Sea Scouts tomorrow. The guys are all looking forward to coming over here," Greg said as he jumped up from the table and ran back to his bedroom to finish dressing.

"And what am I supposed to do with eight teenagers?" Anna asked as she followed Greg automatically to his room.

"We're just getting together to make plans for the summer outing. Dad's in charge of it this year, so it just seemed right that we should meet over here. All you've got to do is make sure there's plenty of food for us," her son said as he pulled on a white T-shirt. You'll be fine, Mom," Greg said, kissing her lightly on the forehead as he bolted for the front door. "See you later."

Anna ran to the front window and watched Greg run down the street until he disappeared around the corner.

"Damn!" she said out loud, reaching up with both hands and squeezing her swollen tits for relief Her cunt contracted in response. She thought of going back to beck and finger-fucking herself to a climax. But one look at the living-room clock told her that she had to get dressed quickly to make it in time for the O Club luncheon.

As she pulled into the O Club parking lot, Anna noticed a ruggedly handsome, tall blond Naval officer in dress whites talking to three women.

"Anna! Anna, come over here and meet Chaplain Thompson. I just know you'll find him fascinating," one of the women called out to her from the front patio.

"Mrs. Akins speaks too highly of me," the chaplain said, flashing a broad smile at Anna as she walked up to him and extended her right hand.

"Hilda's always one to exaggerate," Anna joked.

"Well, we've never had such a good-looking man to take over the chapel," Hilda said.