I got dressed. I had a hard time getting my shorts on because my cock was still rock hard. Then he said, “I work nights so if you want some dick it�...�ll have to be during the day. Mornings are best. You got my number now so just call before you come over.” I then informed him that I work nights too and I agreed to his terms. Three days later I get a call from him, “Come over.” That’s how it started. The month of June I went to his house at least three times a week. That first month was safe sex. The soft, spongy ass gave me a stronger hard on in my pants that surely poked granny’s pussy.She pulled away immediately and laughed shyly. “Naughty boy”, she said pinching my cheeks “You have already grown so big” she said. I didn’t know if she was talking about me or the tent in my pants. . She asked me a few questions, but I was too busy enjoying hugging granny and my bulge only began to grow in size. All I wanted to do now was rip of the towel and fuck granny right there on the floor. But I. ”I cleared off our rifle cleaning table, sanitized it and went to work. The Corporal watched closely and remarked, “I made some MREs for myself and Jack last night but they weren’t as good as yours.”I moved to a different footlocker, pulled out a bunch of spices, some butter packets and a bottle of wine. I looked at the ‘extra’ supplies, pulled a fifty out of my pocket, handed it to the Corporal and said, “It looks like we need to replenish our supplies.”The Corporal answered, “Yes Banzai, as. Get home right now.”Willie’s voice again: “Come find me, Daddy. Come find me.”Herb stumbled in the dark, feeling his way along the walls. Aging wallpaper flecked off on his fingertips. The only illumination came from a bend behind the central stairs. He crept toward it as carefully as he could, stubbing his toes and swearing every color of the rainbow along the way. Murder him, that’s what Herb was going to do when he caught up to Willie. Him and the dame both.The orange light was coming from.