It helps me to relax and unwind, but that's only as long as I drink it in moderation. The last thing I want to do is to become a lush," she said with ... laugh."Dad doesn't drink much," she told Susan."I know, and I'm glad. He drinks socially, but never more than two drinks of hard stuff or wine, and I've never seen him have more than he could handle. I like that about him." He's a good man. He's a good father." I know," Susan replied softly with a warm smile, handing her a glass of the wine,. "I could do just that. If Shelly showed hers to you!"She raised her glass and saluted me and I was flabbergasted when I saw that it was a glass of whisky. Neither of the girls ever drank any hard liquor since they couldn't stand it. On the few occasions when they had drunk any whisky Tom and I had to take care of them."Well, if you start I will follow," I said confident that my wife would be too shy to go ahead with it but she took me by surprise when she stood, hiked up her skirt to above her. I want to whore you out at school and make you fuck the entire Football team,” I said.“No!” Becky protested loudly, but she was smiling while she held my cock in her mouth. “I won’t flash my tits and ass around the school and call you Master there. No way, Jose! I’ll do it here but not at school. Everyone knows me there. I am popular! It is the only place I am not treated like a dumb slut. School is my break from this place,” she said.“I know, and that is a problem. You need constant. The two boys looked at each other and laughed.“You’re not shy Mrs. Preston, are you?” Carl put his hand on my thigh. I didn’t move it away.“I know,” I replied, slurring my words slightly; partly on purpose, partly because the drinks were starting to have an effect. “I’m sorry; it’s just that – you know – when a woman’s at her peak fertility, she goes a bit… crazy. I hope I haven’t embarrassed you.”This time the look the boys exchanged was unmistakeable.“Perhaps we… one of us could help you out.