He knows. He can smell the scotch I had before he came."Okay, what'll be?" he asked, automatically going for the bar and then stopping, "with your per...ission, of course." Go ahead, Mr. Marsdale," she said, her voice disinterested, lifeless, now all thoughts on her husband's adultery."Maybe we can get a little less formal. My name's Clay. May I call you Alyce? I hope if we are contemplating some plan of action we are at least going to be on a first name basis."The young blonde wife was really. She gulps it down and hands the glass back to Bob. Bob says, “Don’t be embarrassed. Holy cow, I MADE thedang things!” Mary looks up to see Bob grinning at her.So it WAS Hector she saw! ” Come on, I won’t tell anyoneyou like them if you won’t tell anyone I made them,”says Bob. “Can I have another drink?” Mary asks. “Sure,” says Bob. “But drink it slow, OK? I havesomething to show you…” Mary’s head snapped. "Carol reached over and hugged her husband. "How can I thank you for being so understanding and so good to me," she said."You want to thank me? After dinner let me practice my hypnosis on you for this week end's show I am giving." Of course you can," she said smiling. "Now let's go eat."With dinner over and the dishes cleared away, Carol joined her husband in the living room. Her husband placed a straight back chair in the middle of the room and she sat on it. He walked behind her, placing his. At fourteen she was beautiful and I had been in love with her for at least three years. I was still hard and in her long after I had cum. Neither one of us wanted it to end.Amanda joined us in bed and asked, “So Maggie was it good?”Maggie said, “Oh yes, it was great.”Amanda asked, “So can he fuck us both tonight and tomorrow, until our parents come home?”Maggie looked right at me and said, “If I can be your girlfriend, I’ll let you fuck your sister and me all that you want too. I’ll let you.