"I shook my head in amazement. "Why would you do something like that?"She smiled, "Why not? Anyway, what you do is take these books home with you and ...eave them on the kitchen table. Then get out of the house so Sam will be alone with them for an hour or so. When you get home and he asks you what they are tell him that I came over to ask your advice about what I should do. Sam thinks I'm a slut anyway so he won't even question it." What good will that do? I asked."It will plant the idea in his. They knew it but they never cared. Chet was something else. That was sure. “Hi ladies” he said, smiling as usual. And they all turned up smiles and responded too. “Hiiiiiiii Chet” they said as if all were young girls but in reality they weren’t. All of them were, in this group, between the ages of 26 through 32 and all of them were looking right at him and smiling too. He talked with them a few minutes and then headed into his apartment. He thought about the prom at school a little more and as. ”I reached over and fondled one of her tits too. Then I crawled in between Christie’s legs as she spread them for me. I started by sucking on her nipples as I had the night before and then I just plunged my eager cock into her. She squealed with delight. I knew that she would like it that way from some of the conversations I overheard between her and my wife while they drank. Christie told her that she liked it when a man took her for his own pleasure. She liked the used feeling. She didn’t. In other words, it wasn't his cum in my cunt. I thought of trying to convince him that he had just fucked me in his sleep, but I knew he wouldn't believe it. He wanted to know what was between my legs and how it could possibly be what he thought it was.I had no choice. I told him it was just what he thought. Semen. How the fuck had semen gotten in me when I was in bed with him and he had been asleep? Again, no choice. I told him I had just had sex. He was silent. He demanded to know what the.