I was up a shit creek without a paddle but this was the type of situation that I secretly loved. Willie was large enough to take me by himself and now...he had his angry buddy James who was determine to swab my mouth with his meat one way or another. I thought of trying to make a dash to the garage and yell out to the neighbors but Willie was standing directly in my path. I figured the only way to get thru this was to get it over with as quickly as possible and get them out of here before my wife. Angela says, “Never gets old.” Mark says, “The couple right there thinks we are on a date…” “I’ve noticed; want to play a trick on them?” “Sure.” She moves her foot out and rubs his leg, the short table clothe showed this, Mark winked to his uncle and other people. The couple was clueless yet kept watching. Mark felt his erection grow but does not show anything, Angela kept going, not realizing this was happening. She stops quickly and everyone laughs at the flushed faces of the couple. It was. “I’m getting fat.” I said as I grimaced and pulled on the sweats. I heard a rip and stopped pulling instantly. “Shit!” I cried, felt around my inner thighs, outer thighs and found no holes, thank goodness. I grabbed a sports bra out of the drawer and threw my arms through it as I headed to the front door and opened it up. “Hi!” I said as the door opened. “Sorry about that, come on in. The only way I can get you guys here on time is to get in the shower.” I said to him leading him to my. Whatever possessed him to do it he didn’t know. He thought his friend wasn’t wrong when he said if you ask often enough sooner or later you will be surprised in the responses you receive. He couldn’t get over her response of her saying she would come to his townhome.First thing next morning after showering and shaving Greg made the soup and made sure the townhome was neat and clean. He couldn’t help but wonder if Joan really would come over and if she did how things would go. The time just.