One spring evening Willie and Jake and I was hanging out at the bleachers, not the ones at the high school, but the ones at the stadium. Willie was ja...ing at me for not knowing any basketball players on major teams. Jake came to my defense saying '...leave David alone, he don't have a television set so he can't watch the games like we do...' Willie looked at me rather solemnly saying '...maybe we should take you home and show you some real players??? Being naive I agreed to go to their house.. But, he already knew the answer to that self-imposed question.He knew the kind of man he is. The kind of man who needs to have complete control when bringing pleasure to his woman and unfortunately he had the feeling the Ivy would be the kind of woman who would fight him every step of the way. The idea of her small body fighting under his while pinning her down sent a new wave of painful arousal through his already hard body.His knuckles turned white from his grip on the steering wheel and he. I took a deep breath and adjusted my dick that started rising again.When she turned again to face up, her bra was kept on the table, with her full glory in the open.“We need to make her nipples erect”, saying so, the artist motioned to me. I was going to touch the forbidden fruit! Thinking, I slowly pressed both of my son’s wife’s firm boobs and rubbed her exquisite tits. She sighed deeply.Looking at the hardening nipples, the artist told me what I did was not enough. He bent down sucking each. Even though it wasn’t as great as we’d wanted it to be, we both couldn’t wait to try again. The junior prom was mere weeks away and we both knew that was our next chance. When prom night finally came, I made sure everything was in order. I didn’t have my own car yet, so I had to borrow my mom’s Plymouth Acclaim. I hated that car, but it had bench seats in front and back so I thought we’d have plenty of room to be with each other. Normally, when we went parking, we either took Sheri’s car or I.