" Mariana could still hardly believe that she and Marcelo were actually going to one of those parties that she had only read about.But what am I going...to wear... It hit Mariana that she needed something really nice to wear. Luckily her best friend Júlia was a goddess when it came to clothes. Or lack thereof, she smiled to herself."I'm also allowed to bring a friend, so I thought I would ask Pedro and Júlia," Marcelo told his wife.“Oh yes, ask them.” Mariana felt rather relieved that Júlia was. We walked through the barn, patted the horses, and I explained that the big gray birds were guinea hens, and then walked down to a nearby creek named a river to see if there were any gators around. We saw a couple sunning themselves on the bank, so the trip for some Northerners was complete.After supper, we all sat in the living room discussing the farm with my Dad and school with my brothers and sisters. Even my oldest sister came over to visit with her husband of a couple of years. All my. I watched carefully her reflection for when she looked back. I was rewarded with a view of her glancing and doing a double take and seeing her mouth open slightly. I nearly came right there and then it felt so deliciously brazen. She looked away again and I undid one more button , the edges of the fly I moved back so I had more than half of the length on show. Again she looked back and this time I didn't look away I met her eyes as she looked back. I looked deliberately down at her half. There were a few things that Megan would not do. One was sucked my cock or any other cock that had been in her pussy. She always wanted me to wash my cock, before she would suck it. Just one of her little quirks that she will sometimes do to this day.Well, the big evening came, the guy (Frank) showed up at our house, we had drinks and talked for while until the subject turned to sex. We of course talked about what we liked an expected, and he was a gentleman and understood that we were.