The ball was in their court.Now for a little background, background that is necessary to understanding what ensued at the aforementioned party and the...days that followed immediately thereafter.Chloe and I met in a bar, The Blue Fox. I was cruising; she was cruising, and damn if the twain didn't meet. We had a few drinks, we danced a few dances, had coffee at a nearby Bob's Big Boy, made out in the car in front of her apartment building, and were married six months later. How's that for being. The ground percolation test failed--it was too good! The soil would leach contaminated water into the creek. That meant I had to bury a septic vault. On the other hand, the county would allow a limited-use septic field for 'gray water' from the sinks, showers and clothes washer.I started investigating pre-fab housing selections. I hit it off with a sales rep from Southland Log Homes. He showed me the elevations and floor plan for a nice one-story two-bedroom layout with a four-season sun-room. "Because the two of you are going to help me set up my new computer, that's why. And I'll pay the two of you for doing that, with a nice messy blow-job, how's that sound?"There was a momentary pause, once again almost making Becky laugh."What about your dad?" Don't worry about him, he won't be home until way late tonight. But that does bring up another favor I need to ask of you too." Oh? And what's that?" I'll tell you about that AFTER we've set up my computer, and AFTER I've given you both a. He lusted to see her naked. He wanted to play with those luscious breasts, maul that beautiful backside with his hands, and bury his face in the sweet, musky smell of her sex. He wanted to ravish her. Hold her over his dining table and violate her; but most of all, he wanted to fuck her and leave his semen inside her. She had to be his. She turned around and opened her mouth to speak, “Hey, about earlier…”But she found that Jake was an inch from her face. Her rational brain made a weak attempt.