It kinda bothered me he was getting so grabby so soon with my wife. I understood what was happening, but... I was still bothered. After a few minutes ...inda emerged from the hall restroom looking radiant, sporting a huge smile like a Cheshire Cat. "I don't have pockets. Could you put these in yours?" she asked, handing me her lace panties. "I was felling a bit, warm?" "Uh huh," I said, with a grin, and then I added, "We better get going to the club." The club was dark. A piano player and middle. It was something of a surprise, therefore, that after a whispered colloquy between Mum and Anya, we found ourselves in my old room, unpacking our bags. Not that I was complaining, but I had expected Anya to be shown to one of the other rooms and to sleep alone. I had to assume this was, in a way, a seal of approval.My mother clearly had been spoken to by Dad. The meal ... my mother is an excellent plain cook, and the savoury stew was well up to 'spec' ... was relaxed. Of course Mum and Dad. " Frank was honest with me. "He hasn't smiled since until nowwhen you said you'd go home with him. If you like I'll follow you out tohis place in case you have trouble keeping up with his truck." Thank you," I started to cry again, this time out of relief."Carla, This is Missy Wyoming." Tim said to the waitress. "I expectyou'll let her run a tab on my account when I'm out on the road. Justlike when Tina was here."Carla looked at me, "He must really like you Honey. Don't break his heartyou hear?. She didn’t specify anything. That meant he was in complete control of the situation. But, he just stood there, stroking his hard cock. The tip of it was only inches from her waiting lips. The sexual tension was thick. The slut was clenching her bound fists, as she waited for James to make his move. We were all waiting. I was envious. I was starting to feel a little like Rita. I wanted my turn! James finally broke the silence. ‘So, you want this, bobbi?’ Bobbi just nodded her head, still looking.