I felt what seemed like every emotion there was, but the over whelming feeling was turned on beyond belief. I realized that my wife was probably not g...ing to remember much of this night so I decided to... well just not say anything unless she did. I laid down in bed and about 45 minutes later I heard keys at the door. I quietly got out of bed and walk over to the hallway. The door opened and in walked Tommy carrying my passed out wife over his shoulder. Her black skirt was pushed up just over. I felt sweat on my palms. I quickly put my knees into the stirrups and laid on the table before I backed out of the deal. As soon as my knees were in the stirrups, I heard a beep. I rose up and looked behind me. The driver had a stopwatch. Which he had just started."Lay back down." He commanded me as he put the stopwatch under my head where I could clearly see it. It was counting down from 45 minutes. Then I felt the waist strap lay across me and then be cinched down. Then the driver did the. I’ve dreamt for his position since freshman year. I wanted to be the well known jock, and yet he wanted to be left alone. What a shame. Up to bat was a very muscular guy. His shoulders were wide and his biceps were clearly steroidal. He looked more like a football player. All but Mitch was intimidated. He pulled his cap a little more, as though it could have gone any lower and reenacted his gestures before sneakily lobbing the ball throwing the giant of guard. The next pitch was his famous. Wesley needed to feel bare flesh under his hands and so with all the impatience and enthusiasm of youth, he grabbed hold of her blouse with both hands and literally tore it open, sending buttons flying everywhere. His mother gasped delightedly, it had been so very long since any man was this desperate to get his hands on her that she just couldn't complain about his ruining one of her best blouses.Once he had her blouse open, he got her bra unfastened too in short order and at long last her.