It was late on a summer Georgia night. We sat on the carport, talking and drinking. In time, my wife had gone to bed. His wife hung out with us for a ...hile and finally went inside where she passed out in the living room floor.I cannot remember every detail, but I certainly remember more than I let on later. The part that I truly do not remember is how the conversation turned to his wife giving him a blowjob. “I would get Shelly to suck my dick on the way home if she weren't passed out.” I do. Certain times of the year and/or day that door will swing open easier than other times. It seems that Halloween is one of those times that the separation between the visible and invisible is at its thinnest point.It was one of those nights that seem to be the introduction for so many movies and stories; you know the type of night I'm talking about: dark, no moon, just stopped raining and now a thick fog is rising from the surrounding fields, causing every light to be surrounded with a misty. " Fair enough." Fred, truth or dare?" I've got to go Dare." Alright then. Do the splits."Fred tried to do it, and got surprisingly far, but still failed to getdown completely. He struggled to stand back up. When he was standing heshrugged and said, "Well, I tried. Will, truth or dare?" Dare." Alright then, touch your left and right hands behind your back and overthe shoulder." Okay," Will said, standing up and turning around. With some visibleeffort he managed it. Will turned to Mitch and said,. I’m just giving them some good jack off material for later.”She let her dress fall back down in place and right then I knew we were going to get along great. She was not only fun and exciting, but daring as well. Of course she tapped the ball and in it went for her second hole in one. She looked up and flirtatiously kissed the air at me.She continued her flirting when she asked, “You need to let me see what’s in the front of that dress.”I looked around and when I thought nobody was watching, I.