The anticipation of their secret rendezvous drove me insane. I was so excited just thinking about what they might do, what he might do to her or what ...he might do to him. Cindy had gone out that day and got her hair done, shaved and trimmed everything. She put on lotion and made the bed, with her favorite red sheets. She called me during the day (thinking that I was at work) and told me that she was so excited that she had already changed her panties once and had already masturbated thinking. ."said Dan, hurrying out of the bedroom and then stopping dead in histracks. "What the hell?" More like the gorgeous spawn of hell in the red pumps, so how does shelook?" smiled Maryanne, holding out her hands and pointing towardsCharlie."Do I really have to answer that?" Dan shivered. "Why are you dressedlike this, Charlie?" Well?" Charlie folded his hands and looked down nervously."Well?" gulped his father. "Oh gawddd! Look at you Charlie!"There stood seventeen year old Charlie with bare legs. The guy behind the wheel looked up at Burnett like he’d just swallowed a squirrel, while the girl still down in this guy’s lap was apparently unfazed and boring on in for the kill, dancing away on the head of the poor fella’s dick like she was auditioning for a porn flick. His hands still flexed on the steering wheel, but he looked up at Burnett and grinned. ‘Let me know when she’s through, okay?’ Burnett said, and the guy actually shot him the ‘thumbs-up’. ‘Un-fucking-believable,’ Burnett. She could imagine them falling around his ankles as reached her. Another quick push of his boxers and he would naked and ready for her. He wouldn’t be a time waster; a quick squeeze of her breasts and then hands down at the hem of her skirt to hike it up. His rough, strong hands would tear at her tights as he cursed them under his breath. He would probably spare her panties as he spun her around and yanked them down to her knees. Then it would be over the kitchen table. He wouldn’t waste any.