Zane and the colonel sat against the headboard sharing sips from a vodka bottle. If at all possible, seeing Zane naked, he looked even younger. He loo...ed frail as skinny as he was, his rib cage clearly outlined through his skin. Unblemished by even the slightest of pubic down. Zane was certainly a late bloomer.His longish slender cock was tipped with a bead of foreskin, his balls did hang low I noticed, well pronounced cherry-sized orbs weighted them down in his pink sack that hung between his. I’m going to be a while,” I was told.I headed to the living room and sank down in the La-Z-Boy. I sipped at my gin and tonic and waited for my wife to show up. Please, God, let Charlie have a long, long nap! I had finished my drink when Marilyn showed up.It was worth the wait. Marilyn came out wearing a criminally short denim skirt that had a row of tiny snaps up the front, mostly unsnapped, and a halter top that wasn’t much more than a bikini top. She also had on some very nice high-heeled. I pulled Kate tighter against me, reveling in the close press of her body—good-sized, impossibly full breasts, a flat stomach with beautiful touches of definition that hadn’t been spoiled by an overly-developed six-pack, and firm, rounded hips that flared just below her bare midriff. God, I thought, god she felt good. Kate’s lips moved down to the base of my neck, pressing hard against it, and soft, aroused noises issued from her. My hands meandered from the small of Kate’s back to her. She rubbed me dry with a rough towel and I could not help that the harsh treatment triggered a wellknown fire that spread through my loins. She avoided looking into my eyes, but I could now and then get a glimpse of her beautiful dark eyes and her round, soft breasts that were heaving under her white blouse. I started fantasizing about what it would be like to romp around in bed with this shapely, raven-haired beauty?. I could almost feel her ripe lips upon my body? kisses, her teeth biting.