Now why don't you run along to Billy's and go fishing like you planned," she responded."After last night I need to recuperate," she said.It took me ab...ut 30 minutes to reach Bill's and when I arrived, he begged off the fishing trip; too hung over he said. So back to town I went. As I opened the door to our room, I was greeted by the sight of my nude wife kneeling on the floor between Marty's legs, sucking his cock for all she was worth."Jesus, Ann, you are one world class cock sucker," he. The more threads seemed to come together, the more others unraveled.Just then a filthy form appeared in front of Ken."You ok, buddy?" slurred a voice. The smell of the man was of sweat, bad wine, and urine all mixed into a horrible odor.Ken dragged himself to his feet."I'm fine," Ken croaked."Suit yourself," answer the man as he shuffled on down the street.Just then, Ken noted a heavy shape in his coat pocket... his pistol.Revenge, he thought. There must be a way to find truth and to exact. “Jay, you know, Kyle wasn’t wearing underwear when he came to school. That’s why he borrowed a pair of mine.” I said to Jay, who had just found his boxers. “Really? You don’t say... Well...now I would like to follow in his foot steps.” Jay answered. And with that, he threw his boxers into his back pack and put on his shorts (which were almost identical in style to our uniform) with no underwear on. Kyle and I followed suit, and eventually we were all dressed and ready to leave, none of us. Being the good son I am I reached under the blanket and started to rub and warm her ice cold feet. She stretched out placing her feet in my lap as I tryed to warm her feet. As I worked on one foot she took her other foot and searched around until she found a way up under my shirt with it. Her foot felt so cold against my belly as she moved it around. This reminded me of what she use to do with me when I was younger and her feet were cold. So like back in the day I turn on the couch placing both.