Mel had let this man in to spite me. Her leaving has proven that she doesn't care about him. I had to prove to her that his being in my bed didn't pha...e me. I couldn't let her win. My erection was in full force now and I wasn't sure if I had conjured this logic simply to satisfy myself. Either way, it would serve both purposes. Gently, I began to stroke my cock, thinking about how I would get my way. Soon, the bed began to rock and squeak and the man woke up. He looked over and our eyes met. As we pulled into the driveway I told Melody she should go in and see her s*s right away while I brought in the luggage. She thought that was a great idea and dashed off to the house. Before I could get the luggage together, I had to rearrange my cock so it wouldn't show easily how excited I was. I brought the luggage into the house and upstairs to the room Melody and I always used when we were there. It was the family game room with a full sized pool table in the center of the room and a. Her eyes fluttered. She slipped her panties off and pulled her shirt up. I'd seen her vagina before in flashes when we were changing or whatever. Tonight it seemed prettier than I remembered. My mouth watered a little looking at her down there. What was happening to me! I'm not a lesbian! But all I could think about was squeezing evry droplet out of her shiny vagina. She diddled with one finger, lightly on her clit with tiny motions. She began to rock slowly up and down on her butt. "Ohh I. There will be other things I may want you to do but I will letyou know what and when."He asked what she was going to do. She told him she had to check oneverything he did to make sure he did it right. Then she laughed andsaid she had the most responsible job to do. He felt his stomach jump.After supper she had him sit at the table and she put the false nails onhis fingers. He had never worn his nails that long before. She appliedCandy Apple Red to his fingernails. When she was done he looked.