I had always wondered what would have happened if we had explored further in our youth. Part of me struggled to accept the opportunity at hand versus ...hat society said about this kind of relationship. Samantha leaned back over my breasts and started giving attention to my now stiff nipples and her hand returns to my pussy. It didn't take long for any resistance I may have had to melt away and soon I was moaning and writhing under her touch. She slapped my pussy hard, making me jump and moan. During all those years Liz worked. She had a consuming work as an editor with a small publisher. There were few editors and a lot of books in need of editing so she spent a lot of overtime time immersed in the books. Some of the books were steamy and on the kink side and of course Liz didn't tell John about that division of her work. Most of the 'adult' romances were pure trash, but a few were quite good. Truthfully she enjoyed those better fantasies and wished her sex life would have some. Now though, for reasons I didn't understand, she was preventing me from sleeping with Shirley.I had long thought that she had been encouraging me to have sex with whatever girl I could manage it with. There hadn't ever been a time when she had tried to discourage my having sex, although, it had mostly been Brenda that she had attempted to pair me off with. I had said my goodnights to Shirley, and was just coming out of my old bedroom, when Dad came rushing out of his and Mama's bedroom door. He. Are you from around here?’ she asked, but with a real questioning tone like she already knew better. ‘No. Chicago.’ ‘Who you want to call?’ ‘A service man?’ ‘I doubt you can find anyone local working this late on a Friday.’ ‘Oh? You don’t think so?’ ‘Closest gas station is John Park’s Citgo in Chilton, and he’s closed by now. You might be able to get someone to drive out from Manitowoc, but that will cost you.’ ‘I can pay cash.’ ‘Well, you’re welcome to try,’ she said, and she pulled her car.