I couldn’t tell the cops or his parents because that would require me to say what had occurred and that was exactly what I didn’t want. If I did n...thing, I couldn’t be sure that he wouldn’t brag to one of his friends. My son could never find out and that was about the only thing clear in my head.“I can’t lie about it and try to pin it all on Brad. I mean, it’s not like I didn’t go with it and enjoy it,” I thought as I looked at him from the laundry room.He caught me looking and smiled before. “Who said that!?!”I whisper again, “You are a very horny man, aren’t you, Joseph. Don’t you wish you could get some relief right now, other than jacking off to the same old pics?”“Is this some joke? Who’s there?”“I am a succubi. You know what that is. I can take any form you want. Name any celebrity.”He pauses, snorts and says, “Surprise me.”I appear as Emma Watson before his eyes. Then I change to Megan Fox. Then I change to his wife. He pauses in shock, then says, “No celebrities. Someone…. Your head spins slightly as I take the hem of your dress and pull it upward over your hips, your stomach, and your breasts, finally taking it completely off and tossing it into the open picnic basket. An amusing thought strikes you. The knowledge you’ve only worn clothes for a few hours all weekend and now you’re naked again seems so wonderful. And now you’re totally naked in the out doors. It’s one of our favorite little pleasures. Even the fact, I still have my clothes on makes your pussy. Traci put her arms around his neck, drawing him down onto her hungry mouth. As they kissed long and deep, Traci moaned into his mouth. Finally, he broke the kiss and she gasped as she drew in an urgent breath. While Traci lay there pinned under Mark's weight, he reached down and began slowly unbuttoning her blouse. He took his time, enjoying "unwrapping" his present, and Traci shuddered with each button released. Mark undid the first then the second, then the third button on her blouse then.