‘Monday.’ She told him. ‘Ah. So the Monday morning mass should be startin’ soon then hey?’ The Monday morning mass (or MMM) was what Lori h...d christened the weekly event. The walls in the apartment were incredibly thin and it just so happened that the bedroom of their apartment backed on to the bedroom of the next apartment along, meaning both couples could hear exactly what was going on next door. Carl found it a bit of a turn on but Lori was just embarrassed by the idea someone could hear. Under any other circumstance, putting on this show for a 16-year-old admirer would have touched every exhibitionist desire I had. But at this moment, I just wanted to wash away his fertile seed before his sperm could accomplish its mission. Later, I would reflect and enjoy the erotic nature of my ‘show for Stephen’, but that would be much later, not now.As the warm solution flowed into my vagina and out into the tub, I quickly calculated when my last period was in my head, and came to the. “I can’t believe we are really doing this,” I said to her.We have told each other everything, we had fun on the phone together. Lots of fun. We were relaxed with each others company, and could, and did tell one another everything, we began to trust each other and we made plans for our meet at her flat.The day came.I got ready and went to the address where she told me to come.She was waiting for me at her street end and when she saw me and smiled.Hello, Anita I said, smiling. She was seductive,. Needless to say, I was shocked, but very pleased to see her lift it all the way over her high, firm tits. When I cocked my head to the side, raised my eyebrows and said, “Nice,” she acknowledged my appreciation with a pat on the head and said, “Kiss her; she already loves her Grandad.” The sight of pubic hair sticking out of the top of her half-open zipper caused my cock to hit full hardness. I glanced up at Desi's face and saw her smile.Her hand slid the zipper all the way down, “Kiss anything.