Eddie was my roommate, sharing the house with Brie and me. He played defensive tackle on the football team and my door wouldn’t stand a chance again...t him.“I’m coming, I’m coming. Leave my poor door alone.”I rolled out of bed, pulled on some soft flannel pants, and opened my door.Eddie and Brie were both standing there, glaring at me.“Why was your door locked? It’s never locked. We came to get you for breakfast, but the door was locked!” Brie’s tone was indignant and concerned at the same. “Yeah babe, of course.”“Nervous at all?” I asked.“Well….just a little,” she replied trying to avoid eye contact.“Excited?”“Would it bother you if I was?” she asked as she smirked at me.“Baby, you know my fantasies about this. Even though you two aren’t going to fuck you’re still going to be naked together. He’s going to have his hands all over you. You’re probably even going to play with him a little bit.”“You want to see me stroke his cock?”I nodded sheepishly.I couldn’t resist her at this. This situation began to hurt me, because she’d still be flirtatious with other blokes. Mechanics, workmen, people in Mandy’s social circle, etc, etc. Anyone, it seemed, except me. Guys would home in on her, chatting her up and sniffing around her everywhere we went. She would just let them, and ignore me when they hung around her. Don’t know what I’d done to deserve these mind games. She’d even begun to watch my reaction as she flirted with other men, I could tell. Then she’d ask subtle things. The feeling was great as I could pump in and out smoothly. As usual I tried to dream about some of relatives but my thoughts kept on coming back to my parents and what they might have done during the night. I visualized the picture of my father putting his condom sheathed penis into my mom's vagina and fucking her till he came inside of her (He came alright, the proof was there inside the condom!) OH! God. I wanted to be in my father's place and I wanted to be in between my mother's thighs..