She and my sister had always been really close and talked about a lot, but I never expected this. And by the look on Madison’s face, neither did sh....My sister’s voice broke me out of my trance.“Brock, come give your cousin a hug.”I was confused. I removed my self from Ally and walked over. Madison’s eyes when straight down to my cock, then back up to my face. A quick look, but definitely noticeable. She stared shocked at my face. She was speechless. I started stammering and trying to. "He nodded looking over his shoulder."Oh hi Debbie," he said a little horse. "My mums out."I fixed him a stern stare. "Auntie Debbie, please sweetie," I chastised him stepping in the house.He gulped and moved aside.His dopey mother was indeed out and the young man placed his hands in his shorts swaying on the spot a little unsure.I handed him the gift my red lips glistening Tony very please with it. "Open it" I saidI arched my back my encased bosom thrusting out my high heels making me taller. I went home and packed a bag for a couple of nights worth of clothes. I laid my cell phone and wedding ring on the kitchen table and went to a local Red Roof Inn.Richard Witten III and I had a long history. We were in the same class in high school. He hated to be called Ricky, so naturally that’s what I called him. My problem with him was his attitude. He felt that because his family was rich, his shit didn’t stink. He also took great pleasure in stealing any girl from any guy he wanted to. He. Wellington have plenty of time to discuss the trip. "Mr. Wellington, I can't wait to get to Las Vegas! This has been a dream of mine for years! Can we see one of the shows while we are here? Can we do a little sightseeing?" she asks him. "On one condition - that you call me Jack during this trip. We are not here because of the law firm and while I am your boss at the bar too, at the bar we are casual and laid back. So it's Jack during this trip, got it?" he says. "Okay Jack," she says,.