He then excused himself and made his way back toward their bedroom and closed the door. Mrs. Johansson reached into her purse and pulled a few bills t... hand to me and thanked me for staying so late. I waived off the money and told her she could catch me next time. She smiled.********Forward to the spring of 1973, my sophomore year in high school. I was now seventeen years old and had my own car, a red 1967 Camaro four-speed hardtop coupe. Although I could drive, I didn’t have a steady. "Sorry about earlier. Hunter has been booked again, and hopefully Sue will either leave him, or get him the help he needs this time." No problem, sweetheart." She replied with a smile. "Cynthia went out of town with her folks, and Jimmy called shortly after you left to see if we were doing anything tonight." Yeah, man. Sorry about that. I didn't know it was your date night." Jimmy shrugged. "I guess it was lucky that you got that call, huh?" He had that cocky smile on his face, and I was once. "But there's still time."Her hand was moving between her legs as she licked her lips and parted them. I looked at my spouse. She poked me."It's OK with me, pal."It was more than OK with me. I got up and leaned over to kiss Mary."I'm at your service, Mary."Mary got up and patted where she'd been sitting."Sit down, big boy."She leaned over and kissed my spouse, one hand cupping my spouse's left boob."Thanks, sweetie."With that, she knelt in front of me and unzipped my shorts and lifted my cock. He watched incredulously as she squirted a little sunblock in her palm and worked it into her boobs. Ted’s cock twitched involuntarily as he watched the erotic display.Ted had only met her briefly in the two weeks since she had moved in, and had no idea of her name or anything else. He thought that his wife wouldn’t approve of his hobnobbing with a young ‘girl-next-door.’ But his wife was overseas, and he was left to his own devices. He was semi-retired and had his allotment to keep him.