Steph wrapped her hand around my cock and stroked it making me hard again. It was like we had forgotten that Rob was sitting a few feet away but when ...e looked over at him we could see that he was staring at us and getting a major hard-on. I noticed Steph was having fun watching him and he was loving having her stare.Then Steph looked at me and said, "See, this is kind of what I was thinking. Do you remember the time when Donna visited us and we drank several bottles of wine and were all. It would be nice to hold somebody again.” “Come over here, Alice. We can hold each other, kiss each other, and make love all night. For now, I have this erect cock that could use a little help. Would you like to pleasure me, Alice?” “I would like to pleasure you, but please don’t tell your parents.” “I won’t. Now be a good girl and come and suck on my dick.” Alice walked closer to where I was sitting. She knelt down and held my cock in her hands. She moved her fingers up and down my hard. The liquor store lady showed no sign of alarm, however and didn’t let go of my stiffening rod.“Who is that?” I said, on the verge of panic, “your husband?”“Don’t be silly,” she laughed heartily, “my husband and I were divorced ages ago. I haven’t seen the bastard in years.”“Then who . . .” I began, but before I could continue, my question was answered. Smiling, the girl I had sometimes seen at the lady’s side at the liquor store on Saturdays walked into the bedroom. She was smiling, apparently. Nancy wanted to hold my hand, which was cool with me. For a long while we didn’t talk, and that was OK too. At one point I slipped on a tree-root and caught my ribs, and just doubled up, gasping. Nancy knelt down and held me. After a couple of moments it was a bit better and I straightened up and leant on a tree trunk and apologised for being a wimp, and Nancy just came up and put her hands on my shoulders. She had her head on one side, looking at me kind of quizzically. I put my hands on her.