It's part of growing up." Now I won't be able to look his father in the face." Don't be silly, Mary. He didn't think any less of you. In fact, he comm...nted that you were a lovely girl and he could see why his son was so taken with you. Seeing the two of you on the couch brought back memories of how things were with his wife, before she became pregnant and their lives changed." What about you? How did you feel when he told you?" To be honest, I think the first thing I felt was relief. And then I. About 5 mins later i heard them both coming up the stairs and my wife came to bed with me and he went to his room. I acted like she woke me up and the slut bitch told me she loves me and kissed me the bitch didnt even brush her teeth her breath smelled strong of his cum and i could taste it. But i was so horny i just wanted to fuck her so i delt with it and we fucked.The next night i decided to try and catch her again after i went to bed sneeked to the stairs and watched they didnt waste no. It sure put a damper on the afternoon. But I couldn't help it. The more she cursed me out, rejecting my exploring finger, the more obsessed I became about visiting that clenching little asshole of hers - in more ways than one.I though of her angry reaction...a lot.Of course in the end, it always went down her way: She'd be naked, down on hands and knees, floppy tits hanging down below her, and she'd want me to fuck her from behind. Other times she'd kneel on the bed and get down on her elbows. He had kissed JoAnn, and deeply, on their first date; and in two weeks, or less, they were sleeping together. She was as passionate as he could hope for--but he was entirely impotent now. She had known that from the first--he believed in full disclosure--but she said it didn't matter. He hoped that she was right.Charlie even went so far as to call Carol and tell her about JoAnn. "I think I'm over you," he even said--but not quite; "Don't crook your finger at me, Carol,"--it was an old joke.