I couldn’t remember ever being that hard. She may be a beautiful tease but she was good at playing basketball too.Sam challenged me to play to twent...-one and the best out of three. If I won I could see her tits and if she won I would have to show her my cock. I knew there was no way I could beat her and that she would just humiliate me so I beat her to the punch. I conceded and took her into the garage where I pushed my shorts and underwear to my ankles and pulled up my T-shirt so that she. The combination of my thrusts, the vibrations, and the feeling of control that I had seeing him strapped to the table with his ass in the air had me approaching orgasm after only a few minutes and I really increased my thrusts. I climaxed after ten minutes or so and collapsed on top of him.Now this is a pretty good story so far but we are just getting started. After resting on top of him for a minute or two, I got up to get ready for part two. Mike knew what was coming; we had done this part. I worried about thatone for a long time. Maybe it was that familiar old guilt coming back tohaunt me. Was I ashamed of telling the Perez's the truth about me? Orwas I afraid of their reaction, and losing them as friends? Stan and Italked it over for a long time, until he suggested that if they weren'tpretty good people, I wouldn't like them so much. He said maybe I wasn'tgiving them enough credit. So I screwed up my courage and asked MisterPerez one day if I could talk to him after work. . "Mother in Law Hand Job", by Bulging Panty came on the screen and Betty began to read it out loud. As she read the story I felt her hand moving in small circles on my upper thigh. I prayed her hand would move to my cock. Listening to Betty read I glanced over her and was looking down the opening of her robe. Betty had felt my head move and must have known I was trying to see her breasts. She stopped reading and in a soft, sexy tone asked."Would you like to look at my breasts?"I took a deep.