He showed up and I made the introductions. My plan was at least being attempted! We chatted and he even had her laughing at times. He would often make...cheesy comments like your wife is so hot and attractive, best legs I have seen ever and Im the luckiest guy blah blah blah. I kept whispering to her that he found her attractive but she just seemed to keep to herself. Every time I noticed this guy, he was checking out her legs, cleavage and doing anything he could to look up her short skirt.. “Sweet, fucking sweet”. Austin thought to himself. Being a Friday evening, maybe he could call couple of his friends and their girls and have party of his own all night. He called his close friends but being a weekend, everyone had arranged something already with his girl. Fucking luck, so he decided to talk with Ava, tell her about the call he received and make a plan to go rent some movies, bring home pizza or something and enjoy watching a good movie together. He knocked on her door but. There were toys and games strewn about all messy. Puzzles we completed together. Books we had sat and read together. It was all covered by cobwebs and dust. I don’t think my parents had been here since I left.There was a blanket on the floor. Memories came flooding back to me. I sat on the floor and curled into a fetal position. We never stopped making out. My god, no we had never stopped. The day before we had been caught we had been snuggling naked here. We had never had sex but ... we did a. A bolt of lightning seared across her back accompanied by a sickening sound of thunder. Mayla let out a shriek as her body rose off the bed and her hand pulled away from between her legs. “Put that hand back to work, NOW, and keep it there or we’ll do this nightly until you can do this right.” Mayla brought her hand down between her legs and began to fiddle again. A second streak of pain shot across her back and she strove, and managed, to keep her hand in place. The third assault landed.