" But what should I do?" Jack looked like he was about to cry again."I'd go shopping for a bra if I were you," said Helen."I can't go bra shopping. I ...an just imagine. 'Hello, miss. I'm here to try on bras.'" Jack shuddered with revulsion as he played out the scene in his mind. "I can't go out in public ever again much less shop for a bra. I might as well kill myself here and now."Helen knew Jack well enough to know he wasn't suicidal, but she realized he was going to have difficulties. Three of us had a beer, Fay had a diet coke. I left the steaks to marinate and Stuart and I went back outside. It was kind of boring trying to converse with the nerd but I was pleasant to him.We had more beer, Fay brought them out and asked me to light the grill, the spuds would be well baked in thirty minutes. Kim and Stuart guzzled their beer, I like to sip mine slowly. I sent Kim in for two more for them.They put those beers away and I did not send for more, Kim was getting a little drunk. Her bed is empty but the sheets are ruffled, I lay down close to it, and feel the warm of her body still lingers. I smell her perfume from the day, god she smells wonderful even after having a full day of work and stress. Then I hear it, the running water that tells me where she has gone. She has disappeared to. I sneak down the hall way, rolling my steps of my converse shoes, making no sound as I continue down her house. The sound of the water gets louder and louder, my hand slowly creeks. Then I sucked daddy's dick, while the Jake petted and finger fucked me. I drove both of them crazy. They wanted so much to fuck me. But I wasn't ready. I wanted more pussy petting. It's so naughty. Daddy put a little clamp on my clit and both pussy lips and told Jake that if he left them on for 10 minutes of so, my pussy would get real sensitive, and I would have lots of orgasms when they pet my pussy again. That he wanted to drive me crazy and beg them both to fuck me. After a while, Daddy.