Otherwise we’ll never make the 11 a.m. checkout time.’ I lifted my body off of his slowly and carefully, loving the feeling of his soft penis sli...ping free and falling back wetly on his belly. Our juices were rolling down my thighs as I pulled the nightgown over my head. He smiled with approval, and I walked somewhat self-consciously into the bathroom, lusciously aware of the hot moisture squishing within my most secret places. The shower was a sensual experience, the hot water soothing my. "You're not going golfing are you?" There was an honest to goodness tremor in her voice. Surprisingly, I found myself feeling quite at ease. Maybe I was overdoing it but once again I was struck by her questioning my actions. It was beginning to piss me off; first the focus on my reaction last night, then the attempted ambush in the shower, now this. I decided to keep her off balance."I wasn't planning to, but..." I placed the club I was cleaning back in the bag. I could feel my smile coming. "Shut up Eric, you know damn well that's not what I was thinking. You're immature dude." I grabbed an apple and started peeling it."Dude?! What, are you a lesbian now? Now that I think about, it you never have a boyfriend Izzy you must be. With an ass like that and tits like those guys would be all over you. You're a fucking dike!"He started to laugh at me. What he said pissed me off, but left a tingle in between my legs. My own brother pretty much just said I have a nice ass and rack. Creepy,. They had been married for over 35 years and had always been there for each other. As the months went by, Pa came out of his grief and became more social. We began to attend the movies and town dances together. I think he was trying to introduce me to a few eligible men. He thought that I was old enough to lead a life of my own. One evening we had arrived home after being to a social event in town and both had been drinking, just a little. We collapsed on the lounge and turned on the TV. Pa got.