Our knees touched, and our hands were locked together under the table in anticipation. I leaned over and whispered, “did I tell you that I always go...commando?”Greg smiled with surprise. I added “just something I have adopted since my running days…easier to change clothes…”Heads spinning with excitement and alcohol, we made our way to the truck and drove to the motel.Once in the room, we took our time. We had all afternoon to do whatever we wanted as others believed we were skiing. We opened a. ‘Well now that you have enjoyed yourself, can we get back to reason for my call,’ Linh said with a laugh. ‘Of course, but what about you, doesn’t it get you hot to talk about sex?’ Peggy asked. ‘Yes, it does and I’d like nothing more than to play with my pussy or better yet have you here eating it but I’m here waiting to go in for a meeting with my accountant and I don’t think he would appreciate it,’ Linh replied. ‘I’m sure he’d like to watch,’ Peggy replied with a laugh. ‘Oh my god Peggy, you. It was time to test his status as the O’Buckley. Without saying a word, he took their hands and pulled them up from the table. Wide-eyed but unresisting, they followed him to Corinne’s bedroom. Jake was conscious of everything he was doing, but he also felt as if he were following the script of an ancient play. In the bedroom, he stopped and began by removing his shirt. As he looked firmly at each of his companions, they immediately began to strip as well. Three naked bodies slipped into the. "Mike chuckled, reaching for a cigarette. "Probably had himself a hot date. Gene's quite a guy with the ladies, you know."Sarah's fingers moved faster and her cheeks brightened. "Really?" she said in a high-pitched innocent voice. "You'd never guess that to look at him, would you?"Mike laughed, taking a deep drag on his cigarette. "That's because Gene's not one to brag, honey."Sarah broke the thread at that remark. How could Mike be so blind to his brother's faults? she wondered. Why, Gene was.