I looked at the clock on the dash and it read 7:05. The poker game wasn’t due to start until 8 pm and the drive to Sam’s place only took about thr...e minutes.I placed my truck in gear, and as we drove away from Bailey’s parents' house, I asked where she wanted to go.“Anywhere,” she declared. “Just drive.”I steered out onto one of the neighborhood streets and punched on the radio. Bailey slipped out of her flats and stuck her bare feet up on the dashboard in front of her, her mini-skirt bunching. She grabbed another and started whacking me with it. When she saw that I wasn't responding, she hit me one last time and walked to the kitchen. "I am going to see if our guest needs anything. I am sure he will appreciate me." Yea, cause I am paying him", I smirked. That comment got me the middle finger pose. I responded with "I love you too, baby."I heard her mumble something followed with "brat", as she left the room.I lay there for a while, savory the smells of tonight's dinner. Our chef came. I needed more I needed to be inside of her nothing special just some quick nasty shower sex. I lifted her up kissed her then spun her around bent her over and slowly inserted my cock into her wet pussy. That was the only thing I did slowly as soon as I was all the way in I began pumping in n out of her furiously faster and faster and faster then....Perfectly timed children knocking then banging on the door screaming like the house was on fire oh well my orgasm would have to wait... Our shower. Feeling like a torch against the tightly stretched nylon of my hose. As I took a drink of my tea, Jim tried to push the hem of my skirt higher, but it simply would not go. Careful to maintain my composure, I lifted slightly and he shoved that skirt up to the bottom of my panties on my right hip. His hand instantly followed, his fingers tracing out the line of my underwear under the pantyhose. I thought things would end there, but it was only a moment before I felt a finger nail sawing at the.