"We didn't have time enough anyway." I said sheepishly."Well, if you hadn't taken so long to cum!" he half whispered and half shouted."Sorry, I fapped...in the shower." Tonight? Before dinner?" Yeah."He looked at me with a smirk. "Were you thinking about Brooklyn Decker?" We should get going, they're waiting on us." I said, avoiding the question."Meet me at the creek tomorrow at 3. I should be done with the chores by then. You can fap to me all you want there. You better be ready to suck my dick. Still he wanted to please his beautiful young wife. He gathered his strength and continued to stroke. John had too much pride in his bedroom talents to let fatigue disrupt his wife’s pleasure. John was rolling Philippa’s rubbery right nipple very hard now. His wife was very close now so John readied him self for the final push. John could feel his wife’s stomach muscles tight as a drum. Her entire body was strained and taut with sexual tension. John knew she was ready to explode. Now it was. I break myself out of my short daydream and look at her eyes.“Only if you let me wash your back,” I say with a wink.“Okay, I will get the shower started!” she says over her shoulder as she goes to the bathroom.I hear the shower curtain slide and the water start. I get up and retrieve some shorts out of my drawer and pull them on. I walk into the bathroom and see her tilting her head back into the water.“Well, don’t you look like a mermaid?” I say as I reach for a washcloth and soap.She. They didn't see her again until noon on Sunday.It had been this way ever since their father had walked out on them, leaving Theresa to support and care for Karen and her thirteen- year-old sister Rebecca. Karen knew that her mother well deserved time for herself and never begrudged her that, but she worried that some harm might come to her mother, considering her attire and her drunkenness. There were just too many bad people in the world.This night was no different from any of the others..