The shower felt sweet, and the weakness was all past. Feeling frisky, I suggested some extra-curricular activity to my ladies, but got shot down, pres...mably due to my earlier spell. They, however, thought nothing of taking great care of each other in my presence."Sure," I said with mock sadness. "You two get to play point and giggle, while Mr. Johnson gets left out, without so much as a 'by-your-leave' or promise of wonderful things to come. I supposed I've fulfilled my usefulness, and now you. Finally I heard dad go out and lock the door. It was still dark out and felt brave. Staying close to the bushes I ran towards Marks apartment in just my pajama pants. Going up the back stairs in bypassed anyone going to work. I knocked on the door. When it opened, Mark was standing there with his robe wide open. The hair on his chest and crotch had turned gray a few years ago and some have gone white. His dick hung limp and balls hung lower. For some reason I felt comfortable seeing him like. She first tried to refuse and stay away from bet. But I wasn’t going to let her go so easily, so she agreed and asked my bet. So I asked whatever I may do but she should not change her expression of her face. She I thought I would play some pranks and make her laughs instead of that I something other in store. I lowered my shorts straight away and showed her my dick hanging down, she was amazed to see that and her expression over her face changed. She asked for one more chance and I was like OK. There was no need for thought as I leant towards and she looked at me in confusion, knowing that everything had just changed forever. I reached up and pushed a stray lock of her hair behind her ear then took the arm of her glasses and gently pulled them off her face. As I took her glass out of her hand I sensed a hesitation, a nervousness in her that told of an internal battle, was it time to flee? I set her wine down on the table next to her glasses then leant closer to her, not letting my.