Jean cleared her throat. "Ron? Ron, I... I think we... um... I think we need to have a brief talk. I... I'll be in the kitchen. Come down, okay?"FUCK-...UCK-FUCK! Ron took a slow breath. "Uh... yeah. I'll meet you in the kitchen, in... in a minute." All right."FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! His gut was in a knot. He had been hoping she'd just pretend it hadn't happened. He tried to think of some excuse or explanation but what explanation could there be but the real one? SHIT! He figured he better go down and. As he pulled back I arched forward, not yet ready to let my lips drop from his. "My dick is soaked with Vanessa's juices" he said smoothly closing the door behind him and dropping his pants to reveal tight boxers concealing his throbbing cock. I could feel the adrenaline, rushing to my toes and fingertips. The way it did the day I lost my virginity. My stomach was tingling and it worked it's way throughout my body. "Wanna taste?" he asked coyly. I immediately dropped to my knees desperate to. “I have a surprise for you honey”. I look up at you and smile, “I like surprises”, I say thinking I’m about to get to fuck you. Maybe your surprise is a new video or you’ve written a hot new bed time story or want to play a game, and you sure did. “What have you got baby”?I was totally taken back and froze when you say, “I was on the computer and checked your browsing history”. “You’re a real freak, a real naughty boy, what if I showed everyone what turns you on”? Oh shit, I knew instantly what. You'll smell and taste like soap instead of a lover, but we'll make an exception for you tonight. You'll undoubtedly feel better about yourself after cleaning up a bit."She turned and ran warm water into one of the sinks and rinsed out both his boxers and jeans using a mild detergent typically reserved for her delicates. "These won't be completely dry when you're ready to leave, but they should be more comfortable than they would be saturated with dry, crusty cum. And they should be dry enough.