I opened the door and there it was leading all the way to the bed and I swear there was even some on Joan’s foot, he had shot his cum a good three f...ot and by the look of it a good few spurts as well. I closed the door and went down to the kitchen area. Not long after Rob came down. As he entered the kitchen he said, it was lucky he came back because he’d had to rush to the toilet, and had a real upset stomach, and had been in there for ages. I asked if he had checked on Joan and he replied,. Pulling her suit jacket tighter around her, she set off at brisk pace towards her house. She knew she was eyecatching, her long, brown hair held up in a messed up bun. Her face was nice, with high cheek bones and luscious lips. She had a nice, sexy figure with 40D breasts and long shapely legs. The humidity had her clothes sticking to her. She teased the guys at work, wearing clothes that were not appropriate for work. A sheer, almost see through blouse clung to her tits, and a black skirt. Charlie swallowed hard. He was trembling. How odd! Then he said,"Brendan, would you like to go to the senior prom with me?"What? Did I hear my best friend right? Then it dawned on me what hemeant. And I was so relieved."You mean we go stag and drive there together?" I said. "I hadn'tthought of that, but I guess it's better than not going."Charlie's face fell. That was odd too. I mean, I had just agreed to dowhat he asked.Then he half-smiled and said, "Yeah. That's what I meant. OK then. Doyou. “You… baby, you look really… adorable in my shirt.”She smiled up at him. “Remember it, Daddy? You wore it to my birthday dinner.” She leaned up and kissed him quickly, then lay back down. “It still smelled like you, so I couldn’t resist putting it on.”Mike smiled. “I remember, baby. We went dancing, as I recall,” he added with a chuckle.“Don’t laugh! I know it’s silly, but I’ll always consider that night as my first real date.” Stacey was rubbing his chest over the shirt he still wore.“I… I.