”“Kara and I tried. We need you.”I shook my head, “Bethany, I’ll be right back.”I followed Abbie to the basement where my son was, indeed,...having a full-blown temper tantrum. I decided to try something I’d thought about.“Albert, that isn’t a very good tantrum,” I said. “I couldn’t even hear you upstairs! You need to cry louder and kick your feet harder and pound your fists more!”“Uh, Steve, we’re trying to get him to stop!” Kara said quietly.I nodded, “Louder, Albert. Aunt Bethany can’t hear. She was also afraid of whichever answer he might give. If they weren't going to make love, she had thrown herself at this man, stripped herself naked, both actually and figuratively, in front of him, and he was rejecting her. If he answered affirmatively, she would have to be naked again, and try and pretend that she knew what she was doing.Fortunately, Cal took control. Mutely, he walked over to her door and opened it. Without waiting, he pulled her out of the seat and wrapped his arms around. I need some more." Her fingers returned, again with some gel. "That should do it." Something hit the nightstand. Carol repositioned herself. "Push a little." I did, and made some forward progress. She was coming down and I was pushing up. The combination planted me halfway in, more than just the little bit she's asked for. Her pussy was throbbing. I could feel the blood vessels pulsing around my dick, massaging it, keeping it hard."Don't move," she ordered. "I just want to see how it feels. There were lines of people checking in, still dressed in winter clothing. However, beyond the check-in there was a sign that read:Nudity required beyond this pointBeyond that sign, not a single person was wearing anything except shoes. It was when Cecilia saw the sign it hit her that she would have to surrender her clothes and, for the first time in her life, appear naked in front of a bunch of people, most of them much older, who did not know her. She struggled to catch her breath, thinking:.