By the time Eric’s mom and aunt were on their second bottle of wine and his dad and uncle were opening their third or fourth beer, Eric was getting ...oo bored to sit still any longer. It was starting to get dark and he knew the mosquitoes would soon be arriving in force for their evening repast of his blood. The moment he felt he had adequately fulfilled his role as birthday boy, he gathered up his loot, excused himself and retreated to his room to spend the rest of the evening reading; a. The biggest reason we kept holding back, was because we didn’t have any condoms. Now, this was before the internet, before cell phones, before any of this fast communication that we have now. We lived on a remote ranch in Oregon, and I seldom went near town. Jeri and I had already searched through our parents rooms hoping on the off chance we might find condoms, but to no avail. I even searched through the old abandoned bunkhouse. I did find a couple of old sex magazines, but nothing else. I. "Sorry I'm late, my boy's playing in a game and I wanted to watch him at bat. We're winning 4 to 3 right now; I really get a charge out of watching him out on the field. I didn't know I could ever get that kind of charge watching little league. I don't have much time; I told the wife I had to run an errand, so bring a pillow over here and give me some head."Jenny had felt her mouth drop open at the idea that he'd left his wife and child to come out here. The casual way he wanted her just to. He picked up his bag and locked the Celica; he let himself in locking the door behind. At the top of the stairs he turned into the small lounge.She must have heard him; she was standing in the middle of the small room. She was wearing a flesh coloured negligee that reached from her throat to her ankles; it was virtually transparent. He could see she was wearing a bra and thong of the same colour underneath.“Hello darling,” she said in a low voice “would you like a drink.” She moved to the.