As for Betty, she was glad the afternoon had happened. It had been great fun, but she loved Barney and was sure, with the right encouragement, that sh... could spark the right kind of interest in Barney. If that did not work there was the fact that Wilma had hinted that Betty should join her and Fred in a threesome. But all that is another story.Betty and the Cop, Later that DayAs soon as Betty got home, she ran to her neighbor's house. Bursting through the kitchen door she almost shouted,. Red handed Stephie a beer and Emily a bottle of Dr Pepper, both from the cooler, and Stephie handed me my bottle of Jim Beam.“Been to a race before, Steve?” Red asked.“Riverside in ‘69. I saw The King win. That’s the only race I’ve been to, though. Of course, I saw the ‘500 on TV when the Allison boys mixed it up with Cale Yarborough in the infield after that crazy wreck!”“You know the history of this track? That same year you saw Petty win in California, he and the other drivers refused to. .Oh god YESSS!...Oh God... YEEEEEESSSS!" Nancy's tone changed, "Fuck me, for fuck's sake Bob, I can feel it banging against my cervix you fucker!"I had a bird's eye view of his cock disappearing into my wife's pussy, his big hairy balls swinging backwards and forwards gently as he eased in, pulled out and thrust another inch in each time. His balls were dripping in their combined juices so much the juices were dripping off them onto the floor where they pooled underneath Bob's splayed legs. Bob. He strutted back to Betty's side and took her arm. Andy tookmine and we walked in through the first door and then the second. Wewere greeted by a maitre'd and told it would be about forty-five minutesfor our table, we were a tad early. Off to the bar.The place was sided in barn wood throughout. It had a rustic look. Thesteaks were the best in town and john the bartender had a reputation forkiller drinks. Given the price they should be. The atmosphere was rich,but relaxed. We found seats around.