Myra hadn’t mentioned him much, and I knew why. The son-of-a-gun looked like a model for GQ magazine. Look I’m no slouch. I’ve got biceps, I’v... got shoulders, and my stomach is flat, no rippling abs, but certainly flat.Well Mr. Wendell Standish look like everybody’s idea of Adonis. He stood a cool 6’3”. He had magnificently thick wavy flowing blond hair, light blue eyes, a perfectly tanned complexion, and abs of steel. He just oozed sex appeal.The only person at the party who compared to him. She was in her bra and panties preparing to hop into the shower. I walked towards the door when I heard the bathroom door on her side slam loudly. I assumed at the time that she was done in the bathroom. I walked in to grab some lotion for masturbation, which was located in the closet. I went for the closet but then suddenly heard foot steps just feet away from the door. My life would be ruined if she found me grabbing HER lotion, so without thinking I hurled myself into the closet. I left the. I climbed onto the bed. He drew his knees up and spread his legs slightly so I could kneel between them. I pressed my throbbing cock against his, and looked down. It was startling how similar our dicks looked, except for the color, of course — same length, same thickness, almost the same shape in the head. I backed up slightly and bent down. I licked his balls, took them in my mouth one after another, sucked on them gently. Then I moved up and took in as much of his cock as I could. He moaned,. ‘What kind of stress?’ Jack wanted to know. ‘Other than you and your obvious disapproval? Jason’s hours got cut again which means there’s less money coming in and Marine’s been getting sick a lot lately and the twins are teething,’ Melanie rattled things off one by one. Jack chuckled. ‘Okay, I get it, I’ll be good, but I do need to talk to you and your sister,’ Jack said. Melanie sighed. ‘All right, come by after dinner. Around eight. That will give me time to get the kids to bed,’ Melanie.