This was Emily? Wow! This was Emily!"How's my Emily-entary friend?" I asked.She smiled. I had a memory recall of what she gave me the last time I said...that to her. It was a hard punch into my shoulder. I remembered it because I was surprised how strong her hit was. I held back my pain. I was a guy after all. I didn't want to react, but after she left and I was alone I rubbed my shoulder and expressed my physical reaction. Emily's beautiful smile today was much better than her fist any day."I. Let me look at you. Junior?!? Come down here." Aw mom, do I have to?" an extremely familiar voice echoed down the stairway next to the kitchen door. "I've almost won!!" It's your Gramma Wendy, Junior ... be prepared for a shock." Too hollered up the staircase, "Wake up your Dad and Granpa on the way down." She turned to Wendy, "Wendy, your husband is here. I don't know how he's going to take this." She wiped her face on the towel. "You know he's got a bad heart. That's why I got the 'Illusion'. She invited me in to her back seat, and without hesitating I followed her in. We sat for a moment looking at each other, and then she grabbed my hand and kissed it, then put it on her neck. I slid it down her shoulder, her arm, then back up and around her collarbone. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip as I slid it further down her dress. My finger tips gliding down her cleavage, then gently cupping her breast. She sighed out of pleasure a little bit and moved into me, so I firmly started. Brandon saw Mary become tense and said, “Look at me, baby.” She slowly raised her eyes to meet his. Once he had caught her in his longing eyes, “I love you more than anything.” Mary felt her fears melt away and she leaned over to kiss him; a tender, sweet kiss that slowly intensified to an urgent kiss that made her already damp panties wetter. As they kissed, Mary slowly unzipped his pants and Brandon slid them down his legs, all while maintaining their kiss. They remained like that for a.