Diane took off his shoes, threw a blanket over him and then said that he was out for the night. She followed me back into the living room. She asked i... I wanted a beer.I said sure and sat down on the couch. Diane came back with my beer and sat next to me. She then thanked me for helping her with Jerry and also for dancing with her. I told her I had enjoyed dancing with her, especially the slow ones. Dianne smiled and said that the slow ones were really the best. While dancing Diane had held me. )Handing him a Coke, Cathy made sure that her fingers touched his hand andlingered for a bit. She was rewarded by more blushing on the his part,and I could see that his dick was making a tent in his cutoffs. "Is hebigger than I?" I thought. "How much bigger?" I cringed."So, Billy," my wife continued in her low, exciting voice, "we've nevertalked much. You're a very interesting person, and I'd like to get toknow you better."Billy stumbled out a, "Gee, thanks," and actually looked directly. “Come on, just a quickie? I don’t get you to myself much these days,” he replied. “…Fine, but no kissing.” He grinned and began undoing his wife’s jeans. He nuzzled her stomach as he pulled them off completely. He mounted Becca and reached to remove her panties when the living room door swung open. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Their nineteen-year-old daughter, Kelly, demanded. Rebecca had given birth to her at the age of fourteen but she didn’t regret it. She looked on the face of. "COACH PORTER!" she squealed and stood up, turning around."Oh .. um sorry" he mumbled. He explained about the towel. She remembered seeing her boyfriend do the same thing and laughed. "It's OK, coach. It's no big deal." She got back down and waved her ass at him. "Ready coach" she yelled.He re-approached her butt and, since the skirt was in his way and she had said it was OK, he flipped it up again. Several of the girls giggled. He got flustered and, without thinking again, slapped his hand up.