"Um, how come you didn't come to my birthday party last Friday? And don't give me that crap about being sick. You never get sick." So who says I was s...ck?" Well, that's what your mom told my mom." Then my mom was lying." So why didn't you come?'"Get real, Tracy! I know you wouldn't have asked me if your mom hadn't pressured you into it." That's not true, Charlie." But he could tell by the way she wouldn't look at him she'd been caught in a fib. "Well, I would have asked you anyhow." Not likely!. "And oh, he said that he had placed your fee inside your purse and that he wanted to thank you for your help in his project last night."I was relieved. At least now, I wouldn't have to go back to get it. I'll just call them and tell them that I won't be able to tutor their son anymore.I called the teen's mom later that day, I decided not to tell her what happened and just told her that I might not be able to tutor anymore. I can hear from her voice that she was really disappointed and asked if. " She sensuously parted her legs allowing the dress to slip back revealing electric blue panties. My heart was beating very fast now. And it became faster and she put her Scotch down, pushed her dress aside and rubbed her crotch. "I think it's only fair that you join me." she said. "Take off your pants." It was in order and one that I was happy to obey, although it was challenging to remove my blue jeans without looking awkward. She was enjoying my discomfort and giggled. My boxer shorts. The vibrations, the cool steel against my nipple, Ronald's soft warm tongue working in and out and around my mouth was making my cock throb. Justin shut the razor off. "You okay?" Ronald stopped kissing me. I turned toward Justin and nodded. He started the razor again and began shaving my left nipple.I was sitting in a leather covered chair in a hotel room somewhere in New Hampshire. Naked and with my legs spread so Justin could shave me. We'd been drinking and smoking weed and I was as relaxed.