"I sat them down and got them both a soft drink."You're welcome. How's the ankle?" Mending. I broke it in two places. My tennis days are over, I'm afr...id. Good thing I was so drunk when I fell or I would have gotten hurt a lot worse.Her mother drew in a sharp breath."Relax mother, it's the truth and you both know it."She turned back to me."I wanted to come by earlier, but between my ankle and the counseling I was taking, I didn't have an opportunity. I wanted to thank you for helping me, and. She then asked if I had ever came. I said no then she said I want to see if I can make you cum and I said ok so she continued sucking my dick but I never did cum. This continued for the entire weekend I was there. Every time we were alone, she had my dick in her mouth and I was licking and sucking her tits. I never did cum, I guess I was too young. I told that story to build up to this one. Every weekend I would stay with my grandparents and every other weekend my cousin would do the same since. "That would make me happy," I concluded and then blushed as I realised what I'd said.Helen snorted, "I'm sure you would be," she said."I mean, I uhhh," I stuttered then tried again. "I was looking at four items, a blouse, a skirt, a bra and knickers," I said. "Shoes would be required and it would be up to you whether you wore stockings or socks." And we'd be taking these things off one at a time?" pressed Helen."That's my idea though I need to check out the location before I can say anything. "Why do you think you can play by different rules, or that you can even dictate them? If you can go out and fuck some slut, I sure as hell have the right to get laid. Sauce for the gander and all that, Dick." Of course you can, Darla. I'm just telling you that it will absolutely result in our divorce. I will not be a cuckold," I asserted."Then we should get a divorce because you fucked that bitch, wouldn't you say?" demanded Darla. "I guess we should file Monday morning. That seems fair,.