Yet in another,(maybe not so innocent),part of my mind it had seemed,well,I don't know,just sexy.Yeah,what would a k** of my age know about sexy?! Wha... I do know is that sat at the table with mam and dad eating dinner my knoblet was bone-hard and tenting my pj bottoms! I kept dropping my hand into my lap & squeezing my stiffie.I think I must've groaned a little 'cause my dad asked me,"What's wrong with you,son? You got a tummy ache or something?"I shook my head 'no',but he got up from the table. She put on quite a show, lathering herself, bending over, stretching and posing for me. After she got out, and rebuffed my advances again, I got into the shower, and spun the dial to COLD.We had dinner plans, and Sherry got ready, and wanted privacy. I can’t have you begging for sex…I sat in the family room, my cock finally back to resting state, when Sherry made her entrance. She had on a white dress with a hem that ended just below her round butt. The top of it was basically a ribbon that. The engine came to life as soon as he turned the key and he and his friend were overjoyed and got out to thank us. Joe told them that a wire had come loose and all it needed was a tight connection. The guy muttered something like, "Isn't that what life is all about?" and we both smiled.He introduced himself as Rob and his friend, Brian and told us they were on their way to his country house which is not too far from where they were and insisted that we follow them there and join them for dinner. All the basic human drives had been removed or made irrelevant. The climate was temperate if unvarying, no food or drink was needed so none was offered and the endless procession of identically grey indistinguishable beings quelled any thoughts of sex much more effectively than any cold spoon. There was nothing to talk about so no-one spoke, nothing to stimulate memories so these faded into grey oblivion and even guilt (and with it repentance) had dwindled without the spur of knowledge of.