I loaded a bowl while she got me a beer. We smoked out and the wife came back down the hall bouncing off the walls a bit. Maybe we should stay the nig...t I said. We're pretty wasted. No problem Sissy said, I'll make the bed in a minute. She headed twords her bedroom and I passed the pipe to Holly. She took a big toke and grabbed my balls thru my pants. Did you have a good birthday she asked as she exhaled the smoke while rubbing my sack. Yes, do you have a birthday kiss for me I asked as I. .. Okay Sophia, no problem. Gee, they're pretty light what's in them?" Just supplies for the party, sweetie. They need to go into the cellar,come on!" She set off again at a pace, following a route down thecorridors, her high heels clicking rhythmically on the wooden floors. Wewent down a flight of stairs in the servant's quarters and into the lowerportion of the mansion before she pushed open a door and ushered me intoa white room. I looked around, still clutching the box. The room waspretty. Then she turned to meet her parents as they came through the front door.Her parents didn't seem too suspicious until they noticed Tim acting very oddly. Marge turned to look at Tim and was startled to see his face was red and he was sweating profusely. Marge's mother asked him if he was feeling ill. Tim could only nod his head as he rushed for the door."He was out the door and peeling rubber in the street faster than it takes to tell it," laughed Marge. "It turns out I had caught the end of his. I think maybe it's b-better if I just try to s-sleep..."Her voice was so low as to be nearly inaudible, and there was a tremulous quality to it which told the conniving manager that she was indeed feeling a reciprocal arousal. In fact, she sounded so timorous that he anticipated no problem in accomplishing his adulterous seduction. In spite of her innocent face and prim mannerisms, she'd be just as susceptible to the lure of a long, stiffened cock as the peroxide teenyboppers who hung around.