It was ten after eight when I got to the house and pulled into the drive. I saw my cousin Herb's car parked out front on the street, but I didn't thin... anything of it. Besides being my cousin Herb was also my best friend and had been since we were ten. Herb was always at the house. He and Helen liked each other and got along well and I knew that on a lot of nights when he didn't have a date or was at loose ends he would drop by the house and keep Helen and the girls company.He played games with. She would hang on me telling me that I was just like my dad in everyway looks and personality. Late at night she would be in the kitchen drunk with the radio playing loud and she always wanted me to dance with her. She would take off her bra and panties in front of me from under her dress and I would think about catching a peek at her boob's or vagina. She was so drunk she would be calling me by my father's name, Larry, and saying how much she loved me and she would pull me to her chest to. The showroom glistened and gleamed with mint condition sports coupes, sedans as lengthy as the saleswoman’s legs, sparkling chrome wheels, and technologically advanced Xeon headlights that were more expensive than his last automobile. Even the saleswoman’s smile sparkled. She was a young, educated woman, probably in her early thirties who wanted nothing more than to lure him in.‘So what turns you on?’ he was tempted to ask, and he could have asked her that had he dressed properly for the. I could see her lips brushing Pam's ear lobes. Then Pam pulled back when Linda ran the tips of her long, red nails along the inside of her thigh. Pam's thighs slowly opened and Linda's hand went up under her skirt. I was mesmerized watching Linda. Then Joyce turned the seat so she was facing Pam and Linda, hiked her skirt, spread her legs and told me in a loud voice to play with her cunt. She leaned back and really spread wide, her oversized cunt lips glistening with juice and her her thumb.