“Bobby,” I said, “I’m not finished being mad. Just go to the kitchen and turn the coffee pot on.”“Yes ma’am,” he pouted. Bobby stood a...d walked out the door. I stretched on the bed, smiling to myself. I would have some fun with him today. I pushed my naked self to the edge of the bed and stood. Draping the sheet over my shoulders. Looking in the mirror, I could see everything in front and my little white ass in the back. I walked down the hall and sat on a barstool in the kitchen. Bobby . Stella advanced on him from the front now, her busty bosom pressing against him, forcing him to back up. I stepped around and snapped the covers off, and then the three of us were in his bed. ‘I don’t recall everything that happened, it was as if there was a golden haze around us. I do remember that Stella took him into herself first, but I didn’t care, because he was kissing ME and saying my name when they came. He was murmuring sweet things to me, even while she was greedily holding him. Are you happy with it? "No. But that doesn't mean I'd do anything." I smiled, "Honey, I'm not suggesting just anything. Take a drive with me, and I'll show you." She glanced around at the short order cook. "I finish in half an hour." I nodded. "Fine. I'll be in the lot. The Lincoln."Sure enough in 30 minutes there she was, hustling across the lot in her short waitresing skirt, with a jacket pulled over her head against the rain. I pushed the passenger door open, and watched as she slid in. Her. As I got closer to the basement, the sounds became clearer. They were sounds that I had heard before. I could not believe my ears, but they were the sounds of a porn movie…The grunting, moaning and gasping were unmistakable, but it seemed that the TV had the volume turned up kind of loud. The living area of the basement was deserted. The TV in there was off and the noises were coming from the guest bedroom.Then I walked slowly up to the door listening close to discern what was happening. I.