Douglas entered the living room and said Well, Ive got some bad news. I tried three different locksmiths and none of them will be able to come let me ...n until tomorrow! Those few minutes really werent enough time to call three different locksmiths, but I wasnt going to press the issue. Oh, Im so sorry to hear that! I wasnt sure if I should invite her to stay in my house since I dont really know her all too well, but I didnt want to come off as a bad neighbor. You can stay here if you like? I. A few minutes later he returned, his big cock swinging from side to side as he strode towards the table, Anita trying not to make it too obvious that she was staring at it."So Sam, what does your girl friend think about you spending the day with a widow woman in the Sun ?," she asked him, trying to make the question seem normal, while all the time she was trying to think up a plan to get the boy in a situation where she would know if he might be interested in her."I do not have a girl friend at. “Just wondering.”I sipped my beer. He sipped his. Another few moments passed.Chris said, “Do you think … would she … would you … do you all want to … I don’t know … try again?”I looked at him. I didn’t say anything. He was looking at my wife, glancing from her to me kinda furtively. “You want to fuck my wife, Chris?” I asked.He took a big drink from his bottle, wiped his mouth, and grinned.I said, “It didn’t go well last time … three years ago.”“I was nervous!” Chris said defensively.“You’re. "Uh ... what?" I said."Why are you still dressed?" Sorry," I stammered, rapidly removing my clothes."Sit on the couch," he instructed next.When I sat, he dropped to his knees in front on me and pushed my legs open. He grabbed my pussy and again it felt more like an inspection than anything sexual."Shave closer," he said."Yes ... sir." It felt right to call him "sir" with the way he was ordering me around now."This way."I followed him toward the bedrooms.He opened a door and I entered a room.