“That makes sense. Is the freeway busy today?” She normally takes the freeway home. I remember that she checks out the window to assess the traffi... before deciding her route for the drive home. And there she is, my intoxicatingly beautiful friend, looking past me to obtain the visual traffic report from 100 feet above my head. Damn, she is smoking hot! “It looks good so far, but I don’t leave for a couple more hours.” Her right hand is resting on her hip as she’s talking to me. Since she’s. Wood? Did he seriously say wood? Who is this man? Candles lit, lanterns glowing, I start looking around. The stone fireplace is huge and takes up nearly the entire wall. There is wood stacked along the harth to one side. Sir starts a fire and goes over to a chest. He pulls out a blanket and hands it to me. He then pulls out some sort of thick mat that he lays in front of the fire and reaches to me for the blanket. After spreading it out, he holds his hand out to me and I take his hand in mine.. .. my fingers and my tongue ... in your ass ... OHHHHHH" and she came. And came again...Two days later, when Carol was going through her laundry, she found a stain on a pair of her white panties that wasn't from her or her husband. Billy had jerked off into her panties."That little cock wanker." she laughed out loud. "He wants more, does he?" She'd show him.The next morning she confronted him with the panties."What have you got to say for yourself, Billy?" I'm sorry, mom. I can't help myself.. "Hey, don't worry about it. I'll just run down to the d**gstore and get you another. We really should have two for just this situation." "Where do you think you'll find a d**gstore open at two in the morning?" she asked sarcastically. "Think about it then tell me what I'm going to do now. Teddy isn't about to feed and take away the pain and pressure and I don't know how to use my hands," she spat out the words. "Sandy, I don't claim to be some kind of expert or.