"Come, bitch." He demanded in his deep scratchy, accented voice. Mindy dropped to her hands and knees and crawled to him, kneeling prettily in front...of him with her hands in her lap and her head bowed. He reached out and she flinched as the hot, dry paper that was his hands touched her breast. He rubbed his thumbs over the nipple covers and she moaned aloud as they pulled, "beautiful," he murmured and slapped her breasts in quick stinging blows, his large hands leaving bright red prints as. " She said with a sexy smile as she pushed me back with one hand to the center of my chest. The argument was lost. Taking me by the hand, she guided me through their beautifully decorated house, to a stall shower off the guest room. Even the stall was big, and she stepped in with me, pointed out the soap and shampoo, and then winked before she turned and left me to the task.Letting the water wash away the grime wasn't enough, I used the soap, body wash and shampoo. Doing a thorough job to lift. "Alright, Nicky boy, let's get moving. I'll talk to you later, Chels. I'm looking forward to this, I confess. It has been a while. I just hope that we can all get along like old times," I smiled."Not like old times, honey. Better. Much, much better, love. You'll see," Chelsea assured me."I wonder what that was about," I chuckled as she hung up.Nicky rolled his eyes a bit, but then planted a steamy kiss, which I greedily returned. It was obvious that his mind was going in the same direction as. Every time she came over, I had a hard-on that would scratch glass.This was all great until the afternoon when Paul and I were up in his room, relieving the sexual tension that had built up looking at Rita, when his bedroom door suddenly opened."Paul, I want ... omigod..." and the door closed again and we were caught with our pants down by his sister, Tracy.Paul called me that night and told me that he had been closely questioned by his parents about what we were doing and he had denied any.