We’d farmed out the kids, so the four of us had the run of our house. We did each other’s husbands in front of the other as we told them about our...night, and the loooong thick cocks we’d fucked, and on and on. They responded just the way we wanted. It was so gratifying.” She was chuckling over the fun she’d had remorselessly teasing her husband and his best friend.“Will you ever be over the need for revenge?”“Oh, I just say that because you know the background. I was pretty well over that. As I turned onto the street adjacent to the one I lived on I saw Mr. Anderson's house loom ahead of me. My parents often told me I shouldn't hang around his house but I never got why. He often had parties with a lot of guys but he was always nice to the neighborhood k**s, buying anything we were selling for school or clubs. I walked up to his door and rang the doorbell. After a few minutes the door opened and I saw that he was only wearing a bath robe. Mr. Anderson stood well over 6 feet tall,. The Following Morning Mother and Aunty were going into town for some shopping.When they had left my imagination got the better of me and i went into Aunty Joans room. her case was on the floor, so i opened it. There staring me in the face were aunty Joans Knickers.The ones she had worn the previous day.I was shaking and had the biggest hard on ever. the Knickers were black silk type witha red ribbon on the front.I slowly brought the Knickers to my nose, and took a deep sniff and closed my eyes.. " Pooh!" She ruffled what was left of my hair. Somehow, the nanorooters hadn't done much for me in that respect. Not yet, anyway. Oh, well. Maybe next year's model would do the job. Give them time. Time! That nasty word again."Admit it, Jared. You're just a natural worrier," she continued. "The world has never..." ... Has never come to an end," I parroted the phrase along with her, overriding her softer voice. "Therefore, it never will come to an end. That's bullshit, and we both know.