We’re all single.”Paul, Margaret, and Mary got into the back seat of one car, driven by Arnie. Margaret and Mary made sure their thighs were touch...ng. Mary’s skirt wasn’t as short, but she slid it up for Margaret. “Just look, though, in the car. These horndogs love watching women playing with one another, but it’s not something to publicize.”Arlene and Dawn were in a second car, with Arvid driving, and Vivian in the passenger seat. It was smaller than Arnie’s car, so Arlene and Dawn pressed. Deana then looked over at the clock, and noted that Jeff would be home in about an hour. She then logged off her computer. Oh God, she had never felt this alive before. For the first time in along time, she felt sexually satisfied. However, many confusing thoughts crossed her mind, the most prevalent one being, "What would Jeff, think of her encounter with the other woman?" She shook her head, gathered up her toy and clothing and headed toward the bathroom. It was time for a hot bath to cleanse. I lost control and humped upwards, forcing my cock head deep into her throat, and soon erupted. As she suckled and gulped down my cum, I opened my eyes to enjoy the last few seconds of having my cum swallowed. There, staring at me was my wife, hands on hips, giving me a death stare. She turned and headed upstairs before I could utter a word.“Sweetheart, I have to go to her and try to fix this”.“Okay daddy”.As I approached the master bedroom door, I thought I heard sobbing, so I approached. But then, neither did my father. I wonder why I listened to him and not to Dad, when they said the same things. Maybe it wasn’t a fair field to judge – whenever something fun happened during my childhood, it was because Tyler was there. Tyler got me in doses, while Dad had to put up with me all the time. It was always ‘kid’, ‘kid’, ‘kid’, for as long as I can remember. Mum used to get so exasperated with it – ‘He has a name, Ty.’ It was a bad thing if he used my name, though. If Uncle Tyler.