The Pomeroy’s and Cloverdale’s seemed hellbent on making me wait. If I didn’t know better, I would have sworn it was a sinister plot. Finally, w... made our leave, and headed to our honeymoon cottage. The same one used by my mother and father.As hot as I was to fuck her, I had Charlotte slowly disrobe in front of me. She was gorgeous with an awesome body and tits much bigger than I had expected. My cock was hard as rock and it hurt like hell. Damn I need relief.I dispensed with preliminaries and. I stumbled into the bathroom, used the toilet then stood at the sink cleaning my teeth to get rid of the aftertaste of last night's wine. My mind was still puzzling over what it might be that Mary needed to speak to me about. I had met her four or five times at Mike's office parties, she had been his secretary for about five years or so but she and I had hardly ever spoken. I always called Mike on his mobile rather than go through his office phone. I couldn't think of any reason she would need. I was just starting to drift off to sleep when I heard my door close and the lock click. I could only see shadow but someone came over to the bed and slipped in beside me. I could tell it was Pat and she snuggled next to me and gave me a kiss on the lips.I began to wonder if my sister’s condition had driven her mad. Sneaking into my bed while my parents were both home! What was she thinking? Crazy or not, the kiss and the warm body pressed against me convinced me to humor her condition. . She reached the bedside table and jerked the phone from the cradle excitedly, hoping with all her heart to hear his voice."Hello, is that you Tommy?" she blurted out breathlessly.Her smile suddenly faded away and her heart felt as though it would stop.The voice of Fred Furness came to her in a hoarse whisper over the phone."Linda, it's me, Fred, Fred Furness," he rasped in a low voice. "Listen closely. I don't have much time, so do just as I say. Understand?"Linda stood struck dumb for a moment.