Almost a year after the divorce Tom was reading one quiet afternoon. He had fallen into a routine. During the week: work, eat supper, watch TV. Saturd...ys were kept for household work: lawn care, laundry and cleaning. Sundays he went to church and spent the afternoon and evenings in his easy chair with a book. Friends and his children had all urged him to go out, do things, even date. He had refused. "I am a rock," he told himself as he listened to Simon and Garfunkel that afternoon. "I touch no. ”I had a hard on all through dinner and it was 9PM before I heard back. “Sis says she’ll try it. Our folks are out so come on over.”I slipped through the back yard and went to the family room. Sis and Bud were there. She had on a robe and I bet nothing else.“So you think you can satisfy a horny broad?”I took up the challenge, “Won’t know until we try!”She grinned, clearly enjoying herself, “If it makes you feel any better I’ve taught a few guys how to do it my way.”“Lead on then!”As she leaned. She sat on my lap kissed me and explained how she would fuck my brains out at the hotel. A little time passed and Jamie this NBA looking type black guy came over to talk to us. He asked where we were from and offered us drinks. We thanked him and all continued drinking and enjoying the conversation. He would flirt with Stacy and every opportunity. Eventually he got so bold as to bet her that when time to make noise and vote for the girls came up if him and his friends helped her win, Stacy. Until her cellphone rang the morning she was supposed to leave. She checked the caller ID and saw "Ashley." Vanessa put her phone on speakerphone while she got dressed for going to the airport, "Ashley. Hey." Ashley sounded upset as she spoke on the phone to Vanessa. "I'm so sorry, Nessa," Ashley began with a heavy sigh. "I can't go. My mom is really sick and my dad can't get any time of work, he's going to be in England for a month too. I need to stay with her during the day to make sure.