She quietly and quickly stuffed her bikini and Tom's boxer shorts between the mattresses as she climbed into bed and laid herself over the evidence of...her infidelity.Nancy’s husband, now naked, followed her into their bed. Although not as large as Tom, he was already erect. He had been looking forward to their "date" all day. Nancy's husband spread the familiar thighs of his once-faithful wife with the intention of saturating his tongue with the wonderful taste of her juices that their. A minute went by. An eternity. Someone else jumped behind the counter to kick him a couple times more in the back, adding to what was turning into an array of bruises and dents in his body, each a bomb of agony that forced his muscles to convulse. If they’d been wearing proper shoes instead of sneakers, they’d have broken his bones.“Come on, let’s go!” the woman said. “Mr. Terner got us covered, right?”“Oh yeah, definitely. I’ll make up some bullshit and this all disappears. Dad’s got the cops. His smile was less than cordial and I felt uneasy instantly but thought I was reading into the situation.The door bell rang and Dan answering the door led in another fireman. Not just any fireman, but one from our firehouse on our shift. After my jaw bounced off the floor a few times I recovered about the same time Dan laughing told me that he thought I hadn't suspected anything going on between them and that Tom was the best cock sucker ever and that I would be amazed at how his deep throat. I'd always wondered why they kept him around so much..." Jacob said in wonder as his hand drifted down to rub the now visible tent in his pants. Not-Uncle-Daniel is exactly what the name implies and has sort of been an in-joke for the three of us our whole lives. "Not-Uncle" Daniel is a friend of my mother Brook and my father Christopher Atcheson Sr. who has always been around, and always is not an understatement here. My Dad hangs out with him on Thursdays and he comes over on Fridays.