No one’s that angelic in their teens! We can call him Gabe. I saw him on the bus the other day. Trust me to find a way of making catching a bus look...crazed. It was late, and it was the last bus. I was a bit distracted, thinking about the movie I had just seen, and the bus nearly passed without stopping. I waved my hands and ran after it, and it skidded to a stop a bit farther down. Nice when the bus driver recognizes you. He’s too grumpy to admit it, but he does, and it was really nice of him. I thought I would bust my load right there and then.Jessica picked up her panties from the floor, picking up Haley’s and Tina’s at the same time.“Here, sniff our panties. Does it turn you on to know that we were just wearing them, or do you get your kicks from wearing our clothes?”I didn’t answer but inhales the musky smell of my sister’s panties. It seemed so sexy to me they were naked, and Jessica’s hand started to slide up the underside of my cock.I groaned as her hand started to jerk me off. But you have to admit that she is a real looker.”“Um, huh,” my mother said with a strange look in her eyes.After dinner that evening I suggested that we go out to the beach and sit to enjoy the fresh ocean air. Mom had on her robe and I told her to take it off. With a smile she dropped it from her shoulders and we walked outside and down to the beach naked. I had a bottle of wine from the hotel refrigerator—which probably cost a fortune—and a blanket. I spread the blanket on the sand between. It was a shot outside the club, and now Carter knew that name. He quickly ran a Google search and identified the location. So, maybe Aron went there for more than just drinks and pleasant conversation.Well, he turned off the laptop. Aron had some explanations to give. He definitely wasn’t a cheater, Carter said to himself. But damn, that fucking looked bad.“Are you kidding me?” he grabbed one pair of underwear with two fingers and held it as if the thing could suddenly develop teeth and bite.