"Fine. I took it out so I could do something. Wait. What took you so long? I made dinner and everything. Mom and dad went to their swinger’s thing a...ain and would be gone for at least tonight so I was hoping we could bond. Where were you?" the obvious attempt of changing the topic was his last ditch attempt to distract me. It was cute. And a sudden thought occurred to me. I ignored his questions and stood up. I walked slowly to my own bathroom, undressing as I went. I knew he was still looking. It was my last night in Guam for a few months, and I wouldn't be sucking dick back at my assignment.And my friend had stood me up. A good looking Filipino guy. While working in the Pacific, I would come to Guam 2-3 times a year for R&R and Medical appointments. This guy was more than a hook up and we always hooked up 2-3 times while I was on Island -- we enjoyed each others company and each others body, too.. I had talked with him earlier in the day and he said he would call me when he got home. Sarah’s father was forced to sell to the same group and had to retire long before he wanted to. Never mind that he made more money from the sale that he can ever spend, it was like a child died.Well, the day just got immensely worse. The stove stopped working and when we called the in-laws they blamed it all on me and caused Sarah to break down and run into the bedroom crying. I grabbed the phone and told the jerks that as far as I was concerned they would never again get another invite to our. I groaned as the blanket brushed the sensitive tip of my cock, my balls tensing, so close to erupting.“Mom, Dad,” Tiffany said as she crept in wearing a flimsy, pink nightgown. Not what she slept in last night which was a simple pair of panties.Those panties were clutched in her hand. I swallowed as she rushed to the bed, her brassy-brown hair trailing behind her. She threw herself between us, wiggling and forcing my wife and I apart as she settled in.“What's wrong, sweetie?” my wife asked,.