I thought about all the possibilities...All I new was... (I was really hot and would have done anything he told me to do.) they were playing there ass...s off.. And then it was over. it was a close game. the score was 7 to 5. The other team won. He asked," will you still do something special for me." and here I am hot as hell and will do anything. I said, "sure honey, anything for you." and tried to convey in my smile that I really meant "anything." He told the team we were having pizza and beer. .something, and you can help.” “Oh yeah, what is it you need?” “You,” you say as you open the truck and I climb in. As I am stepping into the truck your hand brushes against my pussy and shivers run up my spine, the twinge is back and I can feel myself getting wet again. You walk around the truck, get in to the driver’s side, start the car and drive around the corner, so we can’t be seen. In an instant, your hand is inching up my thigh, while you kiss and nibble at my neck. My legs spread,. “Wouldn’t you agree?” as she smiled and looked down to my now growing erection.“Yes” I replied, “I guess so.”“Yes” Connie said, “This hard cock certainly demonstrates your excitement about all of this, so no need to discuss that, correct?”“No” I replied, “I guess that needs no further discussion.”“Good” said Connie, “Then let’s move to your anger….What are you angry about?”“That she fucked other men!” I blurted out. “That she’s a whore…”“A worthless whore” Connie added. “Don’t forget worthless.. This time she slid her fingers casually into my panties, making me shudder and very wet. I was so ready for more. It was then that we noticed Mr. Wheeler standing just inside the patio door, holding two glasses of lemonade, condensation droplets adding to the allure of the cold liquid. Motionless, he was watching us. Lola quickly took her hands off me and sat up. He looked a little hesitant but brought the lemonade over anyway. He told us a little coyly that he hoped it will cool us off..