I had just opened my mouth and started to run my tongue along his shaft when suddenly I was stopped. Joe pushed me back on the bed."I can't wait, Jen,...I'm too horny! I need to have you!" He said in a thick, husky voice. I had never been more turned on than there, my childhood friend telling me that he just had to fuck me. I spread my legs and pulled him to me."Jen..." I hadn't expected that voice, it caught me off guard. Joe's voice was soft, delicate."...I'm nervous. It's my first time."I had. All I could do was try to enjoy myself while in Milwaukee, and deal with Stacy when I returned home, or at least that’s what I kept telling myself. A guy who has withdrawn from a relationship is a dangerous one at best, and ultimately that’s what I was, so in my mind, I had nothing to lose, because I was just waiting for the other shoe to drop, and trying to figure out how to get out of a relationship I no longer wanted. After eight years of constant fighting, and struggle to find a comfort. “They’re going to be home late and want us to make some stew,” Barb answered.“Stew?” Robert asked.“Yeah,” Barb said.“I don’t know how to make stew,” Robert said.Holding up the note, Barb said, “She left a recipé.”The two kids studied the recipé. It didn’t look all that difficult.Barb said, “I think we know how to do this stuff.”“Dredge the meat in flour – that means just to roll it around in some flour. I’ve done that. I know how to brown the meat in a skillet. The rest is just peeling potatoes. There are roughly 30 people that come for the event and it always winds up being a stressful but fun time. In years past, my wife and I had been able to help a lot more with the cooking, cleaning and general prep that goes into having your entire family at your house. This year though, with everything going on in our careers, we weren’t able to help. Well, let me rephrase that, we were, only not the same as in years past. With my wife travelling so much anymore and my career taking off, I.