As I was driving her home she commented that I was always a gentleman and felt safe being with me. She asked me why I never tried to hit on her. I rep...ied that it is never a good idea to dip your pen in company ink because it always turns out bad news. When we got to her house she asked if I wanted to come in for a drink. I said sure, because I only got 1 drink at the bar and needed a couple more. She made us a couple of drinks and sat down to watch TV. She hands me the remote and said find. " Harry had to respond; he said, "You poor, poor girls, I'll just have to go by some Viagra or clone a twin." I laughed and said "Harry, if you clone yourself, make that 5 or 6, I know damn well 2 will never be enough for me."I heard Charlene say as she turned on the shower "Yea, me to, I'll fucking wear the two of you out honey, tell you what clone 6 for Linda and 3 for me, I can handle four of you all by myself." By this time we were all chuckling, my problem was I meant it, I could take on. I thought that was it – the end of the lesson - but he suddenly bucked his hips up again, and pushed my head down, forcing his half-hard penis back in further. He stood, still holding my head, and started pumping the shaft back and forth, like a piston. I could feel he was totally stiff now; he was going all the way to the back of my throat, and then pulling it all the way out, so with every push there was a shameful moment that I was just sitting, open- mouthed, in front of him, waiting to. I re-examined that conversation, including Peggy’s references to her personal interest in exposing young Tad to a at least a modicum of religious education, and their talk of Tad’s going to ballgames with the father of a friend. It had certainly sounded like Tad wasn’t living with his dad.Then again, I cautioned myself to be ready for anything – including the nasty surprise that Old Dad would be right there with us at the dinner table. After all, I was Tad’s chosen guest, not Peggy’s.Well, as.