LOGIN"Oh Mike, I don't know......I mean you really want me to touch him, you know, his penis. That just doesn't seem right. It is almost like doing exactly what we are trying to avoid me being accused of." Lil put forth the objection she knew to be appropriate, even though the hypocritically ironic nature of it was not lost on her, as she was arguing against something she'd already done once, and deep down, was anxious for this opportunity to once again get an up close view of such a large penis."I am not saying I want you to, but...well, I don't have any other solution. And this is different, we don't want you to be accused of succumbing to the temptation of handling such a long, thick penis, and to prevent that, you're just going to touch it enough to get him cleaned up. Right? I mean, you're not concerned about being enticed by his kid's penis are you?" Already knowing the answer to the question, Mike continued on before his wife would be forced to respond with either a confession or a
"Well, I don't know if you should or not," Mike surprisingly interjected, "with that condom and cock ring on, if you just cover him up and leave, his mom might come back to find him in this condition. I mean, look at him, he is passed out cold." He continued, curious to see if Ron would take this as a cue to maintain his feigned sleep. Satisfied that, at least for now, he was going to keep up the act of being dead to the world, Mike continued on, a plan evolving as he spoke. "And I assume you were the only one with a room key, right? So his mom's only conclusion would be that you came in, found him passed out and took advantage of him. This could be really bad honey."Lil forced her alcohol laden brain to listen intently to Mike, reacting to the gravity of his words with her own rising concern, "You don't think she'd believe us, you know, about the girls? Seriously Mike, she wouldn't really think such a thing, would she?"Mike paused, contemplated what he was about to say. He told him
Before Ron could even begin to respond, Shannon urgently whispered, "Listen, I think I hear something at the doo...."At that moment, they all three heard the key card being inserted into the front door. Courtney hopped off Ron, and began to frantically search for her bikini. Shannon was doing the same as she said, "I thought they wouldn't be back until after 11. Shit, let's get out of here!"This sudden flurry of activity seemed to jar even more cobwebs from Ron's buzzed brain. As the door began to swing open, he looked for the covers to pull over his body, but promptly realized he was still on top of the comforter, unaware that the girls had flung the sheet that had been his only protection, into the corner, and coincidentally covering the bag of liquor and sex toys. As he heard a surprised scream from the front door, Ron panicked, deciding it best if he go back to being 'passed out' rather than running around like the girls. His head still propped up on the pillow, he swiftly shut
As tempted as Mike was to go straight to the room, as Lil was suggesting, his darker side just couldn't pass up the opportunity to finish the night as he had intended, every since spying Lil and the passed out kid. He had hoped his ability to ply her with a drink, and her sexy attire in a bar full of college boys would make her feel desirable, but things had obviously evolved well beyond his wildest fantasies. His goal of taking her back, buzzed and horny, to check on, with any luck, the still passed out teenager, was coming together better than he could have hoped. Mike didn't know what, if anything, he wanted to happen when she saw the boy again, but he knew his earlier discovery of Lil's apparent fascination with Ron's abnormal penis had turned him on more than he would ever have imagined. He just had to see how she would respond if given a second chance with the kid, especially in her current condition.Mike pulled Lil to him, grinding his erection against her stomach and began to
Mike glanced to the bar, seeing most of the guys intently watching the game. He hadn't even thought about the game since Lil came back from the bar, and now viewed it only as a distraction to this adventure they were on. Eager to proceed, he truthfully answered her, "Most are watching the game, the one in the white baseball cap is pretty obviously watching your every move." He could feel her body tense and pressed his thumb directly across her slippery clit."He can probably tell what we're doing beneath this table." Mike added."Oh Mike, do you really think so........no, I know you, you're just putting me on again. So where was I? Oh yes, I was about to get to the part that was really all your fault." Lil had quit moving her hand as she spoke, then resumed her increasingly firm stroking with noticeably more vigor than before, making little effort to hide their under-table activity."My fault? I can't help it that you are still so sexy that college guys want to flirt with you.""What
Mike knew better, for after observing her all day long, and especially after spying on her and the passed out kid earlier, there was little doubt his faithful, churchgoing wife was getting a thrill from delving into these sexy interactions. Anxious to egg her on, he said, "Well, I think several of those young boys, as you put it, seem to be quite taken with you. They've hardly quit staring at you since you left them. But then again, how can I blame them, I mean you look like you've undone some buttons to draw attention to yourself." Mikes ear to ear grin the only sign he was less than serious."Michael Johnson!" Lil started to protest, then quickly realized he was yanking her chain. Rather than give Mike the upper hand, she decided it best to get back to her story and torment him a little more, "Actually, you're right, I think several of the guys at the bar wanted to thank you for making me dress like this, especially the white baseball cap, Brad. He seemed quite smitten with me, and
"Yes you did! You do." She was very careful to keep her eyes forward and on the road. "You are going to wear it on your next date, right? Trust me, It'll blow his mind.""I will, I promise.""So," Paige's voice changed, trying and failing to be nonchalant, "why wouldn't Grandma like him?""What?""
She was gazing down at me, running her fingers through my dark hair. "C'mon, I'm in the mood for mini-golf."I laughed, and we headed out.***"I'm not distracting you, am I?"Sandy laughed at me, waving her putter. "You know very well you are. Now get down so I can hit."I continued to balance on
Paige blew out an exasperated breath. "Will, think about it a second. Mom wants us to meet someone. What do you think it means?"The look of confusion melted off my older son's face. "Oh. Seriously?"Paige nodded significantly, before looking over at Charlie, who just shrugged. "I already figured i
I got an object lesson of exactly how a family was supposed to treat one another over fall break. I actually blew off my last class on Thursday so we could leave for her parent's house at lunchtime. When I'd Googled directions it said the trip would take about seven and a half hours for the drive,







