That was where the party would be. Every one brought what ever they wanted to drink. A bar would be set up with ice and plastic cups, most of us were ...eer drinkers and brought a cooler. The kids came of course. After eating we danced, it was not considered polite if a man did not dance with every woman that was there If it was my turn to entertain I would have boiled shrimp and oysters on the half shell and grilled snapper filets. (I was having to go to the Gulf Coast each week.) For the kids. "I didn't say anything, even though I had a lot of questions. It was like I couldn't settle on just one to ask, so I didn't ask any. Or maybe I was afraid of the answers. I had been running fast, very fast and even if this woman hadn't been dead, which I was pretty sure she had been, she shouldn't ever have been able to find me. Not by herself, not without help.We got back to the highway and she took a left, so I was going back the way I came. The Texaco station appeared once more, the same one. Hadn't she understood that he had been verbally andemotionally bullying me all over again? It was six o'clock when theyleft. I paced around and then watched TV for hours without being ableto focus. More than once I took out my phone to see if she had texted.That reference to an 'all-nighter' stuck in my mind. As it nearedmidnight I was a nervous wreck. At last I heard a car pull up outfront. I peeked around the edge of the picture window drapes and sawJosh and my wife in his long sleek. I slow turned to face my wife with my arms in the air. She then proceeded to rub my front side, once more starting with my arms and moving down. She was wearing a pair of sunglasses so I could not see her eyes, but I knew she was looking directly into my eyes. She rubbed down my chest and stomach, and just as she was about to get to my stiff dick, she went to my legs. (That was my wife, such a little cock-tease) as she was coming up my legs her hands went for my crotch and grabbed my dick.