Let's call him Bill... At some point in the evening our feet touch under the table and he asks if my feet are sore from standing all night. I tell him...not really, I'm used to heels, but he ignores my rebuttal and takes one foot in his hand, removes my shoe, and starts to massage the arch of my foot gently, but firmly. I feel a little dizzy because I'm not quite sure what is happening, but god it feels gooooood. He tells me to give him my other foot and places the one he was working on in his. Feeling a full blown erection in his pants, Chad quickly turned his back to his sister."Stop it, Christie," he demanded. "This is so wrong." Why?" she asked. "Don't tell me you're afraid of me?" she teased.Chad had to fight hard to suppress the urge to answer that challenge, and said "It's not that. It's just wrong for me to have thoughts like that about you."Christie blinked. "What thoughts?" she asked. Then, as if realizing what was going on in his head, she started blushing. Quickly covering. I watched as he positioned himself at my wife's entrance. I watched his cock entered Judy.I could hear her moan on the video. I was mesmerized as my wife was getting fucked hard long strokes. Suddenly I was aware that my cock was being sucked. I looked down to see Allison's mouth sliding up and down my cock.The guy in the video grabbed Judy by the hips and pounded her as hard as I had ever seen a woman get fucked. Judy was moaning and grabbing the couch and I could tell she loving have her. I didn’t. Just sayin’. You are old enough to legally be on your own. You are ‘legal and all’, in more ways than one. You can decide who you want to be with and they can legally be with you, if you catch my drift. As long as you’re OK with it, naturally. You can decide where you live, who you live with, where you go to school, and all that. You can’t vote or buy cigarettes. That has to wait until you’re eighteen. Booze at twenty-one and rent a car at twenty-five or so. Life is just that.