You could only plan on so much intervention, after that mother nature could fuck you at any time.Lucy was a good cook, and didn’t mind cooking at al.... She also made excellent sweet tea, which was a staple of any southern household. I had to admit that I would miss her when our time together came to an end. Lucy would have made a great wife, if she would only have sex with me. She was only fifteen, so I didn’t make a move on her.On the day I drove her to meet Amos, I said to her. “If you ever. ’ She turned around and unzipped her dress. She let it slide down her shoulders and down her waist. her plump, beautiful ass was right in front in front of my face. ‘Stand up and undress.’ Before she could even get the would undress out of her mouth I was already on my feet. I started unbuttoning my shirt and I let it fall to the floor. She walked up to me and said ‘that’s good. I want to finish the rest.’ I just stood there while she started unbuttoning my jeans. She ripped my jeans and boxers. His older sister opened the door. Josh looked up at her. "Hey, Genna." Your drunk? Again?" she asked. Josh just nodded. She rolled her eyes. "Get upstairs before mom catches you. she told him. Josh stumbled up the stairs, which, of course, woke up his mom, Ronnie. Ronnie opened the door, wearing only a see-through nightgown. "Are you drunk again, Josh?" she asked."Yeah." he replied."Honey...you can't keep doing this. Go to bed, and we'll talk about it in the morning." she told him. She turned. The talk eventually turned to someone watching us have sex. But she was afraid someone would find out or she would get "caught". Over time we came up with a fantasy or her being tied and blindfolded, so she could remain innocent. Fast forward a month or so and me my wife and my best friend are getting drunk at our house. we were all very drunk on Yeager bombs, and feeling no pain. My wife got up to go the restroom, she had way to much to drink. I knew my friend "Dave" had a thing for my wife..