Her phone, that was now resting in the cupholder between our seats, suddenly received a text message that read Can’t fuck you tonight, baby. She did...’t notice the message but the thought of my aunt having sex made me a little sick. Suddenly the car made a jerking movement, hydroplaning off the road in the forested area. The car stopped a few feet away from a tree. “Oh my god! Are you ok? Cam?! Cameron!” she shouted, panicked. “Yeah. I’m fine,” I looked out the rear window. We had driven. Sometimes you have to step up and do what you have to do.]Money was tight. We were a young couple with our second kid on the way, trying to live on my Navy paycheck. Unfortunately, they lost all my records in the last change of station. They were able to estimate an E3's base pay, but since we still needed to re-establish proof of marriage, our housing allowance was temporarily on hold. For the last month, our take-home pay was about half what we normally got and it would be the same the coming. “I guess I’m going to now, though?” Jo grinned and stood up. “Damn right you are!” She stepped into the harness and pulled it up slowly, adjusting the black straps as she did so. Checking it was fixed in place to her satisfaction, she wiggled it playfully from side to side. Unable to resist, I reached out and encircled it with my hand, playing with it like a real cock. Moving closer I spat gently on the tip and let it slide into my mouth. Jo looked down at me with pleasure. “God, you look. That was a shock ... then again, he was ill and he didn’t need the stress, which was what he said next, “I’m dying, folks. I’m in no shape to claim the mantle of leadership. I just want to retire, enjoy my last months as much as I can, and show my loved ones just how much I care for them, Ruth most of all.”“You absolutely should retire, honey. I’m in firm agreement with that. Your body doesn’t need the stress of work and your mind doesn’t need the strain and aggravation. Your heart just needs.