Wilma and I went down to the basement. It was very cool on a warm night even with the patio doors open. Most of the guests were naked, it was a good t...ing the sun was almost completely down. It would probably save some of them a trip to the emergency room. Some of them were pretty pale."Geese, surely there are better looking men than these?" Wilma asked."These are the better looking men, when they have their clothes on," I suggested with a laugh."I certainly hope so," Wilma said."Jason vouched. And you keep licking your lips. You want to taste me, too, don't you?" Yes," she said quietly. "I want to touch you." She raised her eyes to his again. "I want to touch you, taste you and more." She licked her lips and her eyes became unfocused. Then she shook her head, and her eyes refocused and gazed directly at him. "But I won't." She smiled. "I'll watch you, though." Are you getting close?" she asked when her eyes dropped to his cock again."Yes." I'm hot, too." Go ahead and touch yourself.". As soon as she saw me sitting there watching her, her face broke into a huge grin.Anita sat down on my lap and kissed me hard, her mouth opening wide. She began to grind her ass against my crotch and suddenly realized that my cock was a rigid steel rod.She claimed she needed to feel my dick in her wet hot cunt.We began to rip off our clothes as fast as possible. As I could get her skin-tight jeans off from her round hips; she cried she was anxious to having me fucking her right there…I was not. It's not just family history - it's my history. Barb doesn't understand that.I suddenly remember that Alex actually wanted to be 'used' tonight - which was probably why Beth cleared out. "Hey, how'd you do with those clips today?" Sore as fuck by lunch. Beth got 'em. I'm still kinda sore but it's uh good kinda thing."I nod. I'm glad he enjoyed his day. I hear the horn and realize that if we're pulling out of dock, I likely won't hear from Gran-gran today. I don't swear - that won't help.