He was in the middle of tying his shoes.“Dating? My dad? Never. He doesn’t have time for a relationship. He’s told me that frequently.”“Oh. ...orry. I just assumed the woman he’s bringing was his girlfriend.”“What woman he’s bringing?” squeaked Les. His voice went up an octave and he sounded near panic. Apparently, his father hadn’t been keeping Les informed.“Uh ... Sorry. I just figured you knew. Mom says her name is ... um ... Rebecca. Rebecca Reynolds.”“Shit!” Les’s comment as he turned and. The night that Bob was finally able to get Cindy to let him take her bra off and let him play with her naked breasts was a major milestone in their relationship. For Cindy, it meant that she really loved Bob and she already had long-term plans in mind with him right in the center of them. Bob wasn't thinking quite that long-term; he just wanted to enjoy Cindy's body and have the pleasure of feeling her up.Touching and kissing Cindy's breasts moved on to Bob getting his hand down inside her. There was a group of five or six black guys hanging out nearwhere we parked, and they were watching what was happening. Mrs. Johnsonexited the car. I could see the guys eyeing Mrs. Johnson, and loudlymaking comments, which I could not hear. Mrs. Johnson walked aroundthe car, and opened the door.I felt like I was going to piss myself, but was able to hold it in.I began to tremble. She said, "Out, Mary. Follow me. And walk like abitch, or I promise you, you will live to regret it."I swung my legs. As quickly as he pulled his cock from me, I pulled my panties back into place to capture his seed inside me. He buttoned up his pants as I straightened my dress and I told him he better head back out there before his bitch wife starts looking for him. As far as I know, she didn’t even know I was there so her guard was probably down anyway. I smack him on his ass and tell him thanks as he walks out of the closet and back into the hallway. I waited a few minutes before leaving myself.Once I.