What was good for the goose was good for the gander, she eventually decided, responding to his infidelity by taking her own lover or, more accurately,...lovers. After several meaningless, but nevertheless sexually satisfying flings, Amanda settled down with her long-term lover, Sir Bernard d’Argent. Into his fifties, the grey haired man was a scholar, being very versed in early psychology and as a playwright and author. Amanda thought he was the most intelligent man she had ever met, and a good. After clearing the dining room table I wrote in large red and blue letters “Welcome Home Daddy”.The minutes seemed like hours, the hours like days but finally it was time to leave for base. I loaded our son in the car seat and took off for the twenty to thirty minute drive to base. The entire squadron’s family and friends were to meet at a reception hall on base. Once there, we were shuttled to the airfield. It was a hot summer day and the air conditioning in the shuttle barely kept the. We went to the dealer in Marietta. I quickly found a Jeep Liberty in a gold color. It had a lot of options but not any that were too superfluous. We figured out the keys and started charging its dead battery. Once it started, I told Dad that I was going to fill the tank. I took our siphoning stuff and left. Pat got in the passenger seat.I pulled out, getting the feel of the car, truck, SUV, or whatever. We stopped at a gas station that had power and I jimmied the pump to let me pump gas. Pat. His and my eyes were locked onto each other in almost disbelief. I noticed a lump in his pants which he looked back at Cindy sliding up and down on my penis, then back at me. He started rubbing his own penis through his jeans as he watched the show before him. I heard Cindy say just let go and let the feeling come as it may. She sped up her attack on my penis, I couldn't help but watch my friend rubbing his penis through his jeans as my first other person oriented orgasm started to build. I.