He just grinned at me. There wasn't much he COULD say. Mom looked up and she saw me, too. I just asked "Uncle" Charley if Mom's pussy was as tight as ...ine. He just smiled, and told me we were just about the same. After that, nobody tried to hide anything. Mom even let Dad fuck me, sometimes."Misti shook her head. "Your family was almost as wild as mine. Sharon. How about you and Dave? Did you have anything going on?" Sharon smiled at her. "We had some fun times, too. Dave can tell you some, so. Stopping myself from taking her tits out in the parking lot. “Are you ready?”, I asked her. She only nodded.I had parked near the entrance to the old theater and away from her dads car, she hadn't noticed it when we pulled in, otherwise she'd never have gone in. His green station wagon was in the back, away from the road. I counted about seven or eight other cars scattered around the gravel parking-lot. The theater was very old and run down, but I'm sure it looked great when it was first built. . After we got married we bought a house with a mortgage just a little more than we could really afford. We furnished it on credit and did a lot of nights on the town - on credit. Credit cards were like magic money to us.So, here I am. Working six days a week at a job that is sucking the life out of me, trying to crawl out of the debt hell I put myself in. Take my word for it... credit cards are evil. But they did require my cooperation to put me where I was. At least I wasn't digging in deeper. “Do you… Uh, I dunno… Wanna continue?” She asked uncertainly. Her cheeks were a bright pink and her hard nipples were peaking through her thin cotton tank-top. “S-sure.” I mumbled. I couldn’t resist my own temptation that I’ve never known was there until now. Our lips connected one more. Tera was leading me backwards toward my bed. I didn’t oppose. I felt myself fall backward onto the soft surface and Tera get on top of me. Her cold hands slipped under my shirt and slowly made their way up.