Did you think of sending flowers to Aunt Penny?’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘Good boy, that gets you back in sweet. She’d invite you to brunch tomorrow to meet...the kids before they return to uni (university).’ When they arrived at the stables Hogan checked his phone and played the only message. He went over to Melissa who introduced him to a really skinny young girl assisting to pack the saddlebags from the picnic basket. ‘Here’s a chicken sandwich and bottle of mineral water for you Jill as thanks for waiting. 'He thinks I am too young to be drinking wine', I suggested and the look of relief on his face confirmed my suspicions, he had desires on his girlfriends daughter, seeing me as extra curriculum for his lustful cock.Needless to say as the night wore on was plied more alcohol, perhaps to 'loosen me up' was his aim, and it must have appeared to work when he slipped my a piece of paper scribbled with, 'You're wearing a blue thong, dare you take it off at the table'.I looked at it, then back to him. This happened quite recently ill start by telling you how this came about im 38 and my wife is 36 known each other for 15 years married for 8 i have a normal family life i work in construction im no greek god by any means and my wife is good looking with a good shape after dropping 3 chavies. her mother jill is about 59 good body and a good looker as the father roy is 58 slightly over weight rugby fan works the normal job jill took early retirment from the school she worked at.it all started to. “Sorry sir, surely there’s enough for everyone to get some pussy here? How about her?” he looked at the youngest, who had pissed herself in fear “or the black slave there? I’m not fussy”“But they are, and she’s not a slave, she’s a servant. She is free to fuck who she chooses and I’m pretty sure a sweaty, smelly, dying drunk wouldn’t be her first choice”The soldier didn’t pick up on the word, some of the others did. Dying? The man pushed the girl away and pulled out a massive knife. “I don’t.