My face hadn’tdetected any stubble.“So,” I said. “How’s your drink?”“Mmm,” Elaine purred, taking anoth...r sip. She leanedforward again. Her breath was moist in my ear. “Ican feel it moving down the insides of my thighs.”She paused and nipped my earlobe. “I’m not sure I’llbe able to sit down at the table.”“There’s always room service,” I reminded her. Herbody remained close to mine, swaying. ”“Maybe it’ll be more fun for you to watch me being fucked,” Diane hinted. “I’m sure that Mom is going to have one of her wild family sex parties tonight. Who would you like to watch fuck me, Peter, Brad, Ben, Scott or my dad?”“Hmm, definitely not Pete, though I wouldn’t mind fucking Brenda.”“I’m not stopping you from fucking Brenda or any other woman as long as I can watch or join in too.”“Dating you is going to be very, very exciting! I think I’d like to watch pure incest, your dad fucking. We couldn't stay in our pods fucking or babysitting all the time, so they'd organised all sorts of jobs for us. I was shovelling gloop down at the Biology Station. It's really a sludge of the local bacteria, but we called it gloop. Waller has less oxygen than Earth, so we're using the native bacteria to help build up the oxygen in the air. One of the guys said it was like living halfway up a mountain on Earth, where the air is thinner. Apparently the med-tubes have given us some extra nanites. We were glad to be out, and we were waiting at the bus stop. As we were standing there, I noticed something - his cock was hard and fiercefuly pushing against the inside of his pants. I smiled at him saying, "How long has it been since you beat that thing John?" Smiling back at me, he said that It's been quite a while. To this I jokingly said, "Why not stop by my house later, and I'll se what I can do about it." The bus pulled up before he could cough up a response. We did not talk.