Fuck it. Even sitting at home alone would be less boring than this.Grabbing his towel he made his way to the showers, noting on his way past that the ...ther inmate of this madhouse happened to be a rather nicely proportioned brunette, whose skimpy shorts and crop top left very little to the imagination.He hesitated for a second before continuing towards the changing room. Even the thought of watching her tits bobbing up and down as she ran wasn't enough to persuade him to spend time on the. The sort I liked to look at, but I hated him. He was trying to spoil my upcoming marriage and ruin my life. Thomas would find out about us and it would be over. His family would figure it out and I'd be run out of town, embarrassed and without prospects. I'd been through that once before and I hadn't enjoyed it.Perry was the shadow of my past come to haunt me."Where's your bedroom, Tricia?" Perry's hand found my hip and he squeezed. "We need to get you ready for the in-laws." I can get ready by. I didn’t have much luck avoiding the visit and Saturday morning we set out for an overnight visit.On the drive over I couldn’t help but smile and think about the blow job Joy had given me as we passed by the dead end road on the highway. The highway had been cleared and except for a few patches of ice it was easy driving and three hours later we arrived at the In-laws home.When you enter the In-laws house, you walk directly into the living room. To the right of the front door sit two reclining. "Okay, why not but the coffee's on me, I have to reward you for your kindness, that's the least I can do." I said. Walking to the diner I couldn't believe that in these old tattered clothes this good looking man was putting the make on me. We got in and sat in a corner booth David sitting across from me. As we conversed he told me he was married, had two son's one twenty-eight and the other twenty-six. David looked about forty or so but admitted just turning fifty. He looked younger than his.