That's not like you. Like you always say to me, 'Spit it out.' You were talking about sexual play. What do you mean?" Yes, play - as in erotic power e...change. You know, your dad and I tease each other about this when we think you two aren't around, but I know you've overheard us, haven't you?"Uh... I guess... maybe a couple of times." A couple of times per week would be more like it," Mom suggested, laughing. Then, a little more seriously, she went on, "Your dad is a very strong man, even a. Bob was late picking me up, offering a couple sorrys and that his mother made him help her fix a few random house things, I didn't really care that he was late, so long as we were still going to the party. He commented on how sexy I looked, I could tell he wanted something from me and was blunt in asking, "I know you need something Bob, you never just outright comment on my looks." He told me that he wanted a little roadhead since we had never really gotten to before, of course I agreed, I. I pull in the drive knock on door she opens it waring the shortest tightest dress I have ever seen when I look a little to long she smiles saying you like caught I jusy nod well come in please. We sit and she tells me that Jim told her about what he said he wanted then lifting her head looking me in the eyes she simply says I want it too I start to stand up but she sits on me wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me I try not to but I kiss back she then tells me just what Jim told her and. He was going at it and getting close to cumming. He closed his eyes imagining being out there with them fooling around."Oh my, Mr. Potts. Are you having fun?" he heard and looked up to see Cindy standing there in the doorway that he had left open."Cindy, what the… get out of here. What are you doing?" he said turning completely red with the embarrassment of being caught with his hard cock in his hand, dribbling pre-cum, moments away from cumming."What am I doing? What are you doing? Is that big.