Chris had begun to have a little pang of worry as the large man in front of him turned away, running his fingers through his own hair. "You're lucky I...m a member of the same golf club as Judge Ferguson. You could have been facing jail time," he growled. The man ran his fingers through his rapidly graying hair again as he sat heavily in a large leather chair. He picked up a manilla folder off the desk, flipping it open. Chris couldn't see was in it, but was grateful for the silence it. " It HAD stung but I didn't want to whine about it. Horseplay the showers was nothing new. I felt him rubbing it gently. Caressing my ass. Making it all better. And he was. John took some oil and offered to rub it into my freshly shaved legs. "It'll make it feel better." I don't know why I let him. He was still trying it on but I felt bad that I'd knocked him back in the shower. I stood there, letting his hands roam all over my legs, covering them with a soothing salve, from my ankles to the. Craning her eye around the door frame, Amy peered inside and called once more for her dad. She could see that the TV was on, but muted, and see the edge of the bed with her dad’s bare feet fidgeting on the comforter. Leaning closer, Amy’s forehead accidentally pushed the door open a little wider, and her eyes grew ten-fold in size.Her dad was laying supine on the queen sized bed, his legs askew and was diligently stroking his large thick erect cock. His free hand cupped his scrotum, gently. "Hi Ted," they said in unison.He watched the two of them as they walked around the store, shopping. He looked at his wrist to see what time it was and that was when his grandfathers' story came back to him. Ted rotated the Rolex bezel to the '22' position and pulled out the stem. He looked up and saw both Mrs. Reynolds and Eileen standing perfectly still. Ted walked out from behind the counter and up to Mrs. Reynolds."Mrs. Reynolds?" Ted said. No reaction. "Hello, can you hear me?" He looked.