I heard the garage door open and close then my wife came in almost dropping my breakfast when she saw Danny’s laying on the floor. “What happened...” my wife said, setting down breakfast. “The dumb bastard hit Danny as I entered the room. What was I supposed to do?” I asked all innocent like. “Sure Honey, pure as the driven snow. I know it was not your fault,” my better half teased. “Why did he hit you Danny?” she continued. “We were fighting about mom,” Danny said handing me my coffee.. So I would start getting worked up and then we would say good night. Normally I would be able to then go to my room and masturbate but with our promise I couldn’t. One night it was really tough Wayne and I was talking, he asked if he could try and make me cum. I told him he could try but it usually took a lot (I knew this wasn’t the truth) So he started telling me how he would remove my clothes ever so slowly and kissing the skin that was being exposed as the cloths came off. Undoing. ’ He answered smiling at the sound of her voice. Her laugh made his stomach tighten into knots. ‘Hey Randon.’ She said. ‘What are you doing?’ ‘Getting ready for poker night with the guys. I probably wont get another chance to call you and I wanted to hear your voice at least once today.’ He told her. Such lines came easily to him. It shocked him that he actually meant it. ‘Well that sounds fun. I was getting ready to go to the movies with Maria, Cora, and Anna.’ She told him. Randon put the. Forty-year-old Fred Elliot was surprised to see the gaggle of wives show up at his door on the night of the big event. He recognized a few of them as his neighbors' wives and a couple from their Bridge Club. He could see the women were all excited and looking forward to a night of fun.Tyrone showed up on schedule, before any of the guests had arrived. Michelle had shown him through to their bedroom where he could prepare for his fans.Fred had been impressed with Tyrone's stature, as he had.