At night in bed Jilly would fill my head with stories, usually all sexual in nature, she was in her mid teens and feeling the need for men and fantasi...s, so her stories were outlandish, about a Mr H or a Mr X, all exposing themselves to her, after which I would pretend to sleep, and listen as she quietly and sometimes naughtily, touch herself to sleep.As I got older I too started to show an interest in the men checking into our small hotel, not sexually, but more a curiosity, and as it happened. And now, she’s telling me she fucked a guy in a public restroom where someone could walk in anytime? It seemed to me that Michelle was having a lot of fun, filling me in on all the little details of her and Mike’s sexy escapades. I wasn’t sure if she was trying to shock me even more or was simply enjoying feeling how turned on I was getting, with her fingers still teasing my completely hard and rigid cock. I wondered if she was intentionally tormenting me for writing the story about her and. The restaurant we made small talk, avoided talking about “us”, and just cracked jokes or whatever. The movie was alright too; I had my hand on her thigh, so in case she didn’t want me too, a hand-on-thigh is something innocent anyway.When we got back home, everyone was sleeping. I asked if she wanted to come in my room and watch a movie or play video games or something. About halfway through the movie, my “other head” was doing ALL the thinking for me.I started kissing on her neck, and rubbing. .. the guy you were with."A foreboding feeling cascaded over Allison. "What are you talking about? What guy?" I came home last Friday night because Jeff was sick with the flu." You... you what? What are you saying?" she asked, her voice raising several tones.When Chris heard what he thought was defiance in her voice he said, "Come on Mom, I came back into the house and you and that guy were on the sofa in the family room having sex."Allison's head was suddenly spinning. She had to think. This.