It was only fair.Just before going to sleep one night my wife told me that we were goingto have another "Mother and Daughter" weekend, but with a diff...rence. Ithought she meant that this time I would be the mother and she thedaughter, we had done it that way a few times and it was as much fun aswhen she was the mother and I the daughter.I woke up that morning and right away knew there had been a change butnot one of our usual changes...I was a boy...but I was about eleven yearsold, and I was a. "That'd be okay. I have a couple of business calls tomake and some work to do on the computer, but I can take care of it allbefore... eight?" Eight would be good. We shouldn't be crowded yet by then so she'll havea chance to get used to the way we operate."Slightly stunned, Carl danced for another half minute, until his wifesilenced the music and politely asked him to get them two bottles ofimported water. He went to the spacious kitchen -- paid for by hiswife's money -- and got what she. He was wearing a three quarter length winter coat, with fur around the collar, and some dress pants with his feet sensibly adorned by what I guessed were walking or hiking boots. As I got close to the gent, he made the slightest of nods with his head. I politely said hello, and nervously, asked if he was after some cock fun.The gentleman grinned, and unbuttoned his jacket to reveal that his fully erect cock was already outside of his unzipped trousers. It stood there, looking at me, with it's. She couldn't stand thinking aboutthis anymore, she needed a distraction. She picked up her phone andcalled Bobby."Hey like, can we please ignore what happened today? I'm not into youlike that, but I really need an escape right now. Can I come over?"Britney asked in a squeaky voice, trying to make it sound like shewasn't upset."Yeah sure, my parents are still at Jason's soccer game, but I don'tthink they'll care too much as long as Jessica is here, I'll see ifshe can come get you," Bobby.