” Not my name. “How was your flight?”In the bar you make small talk. You keep calling me ___. You keep checking your watch. “___, I need to ca...l my husband. I’ll come to your room afterward.”I hand you the key card. When you arrive twenty minutes later, you say, “Sorry. If I don’t call when I land, _______ gets antsy.” My name this time. So you’ve observed my habit of taking phone calls from my wife when she’s also traveling for work. I always step out of the room but I guess it’s obvious. Less. "Denise is pretty, but nowhere near as beautiful as Lynn." So, what's the deal? Is there a chance?" Brandon asked."Well, why don't you try some of that smooth talking on her when you meet her? Maybe flash that dazzling smile of yours and see if that works." But what if it doesn't?" Let me put it to you this way," Jamie said. "Denise is the type that will start beating you over the head with her purse if you say or do the wrong thing." Yeesh," Brandon said, "I think maybe I'll try and charm some. I bite my lip again now, already I’m replaying the whole episode in my head and it’s arousing me again. “My turn!” I say with an impish grin because I can’t wait to show you what I can do. I can’t remove your clothes quick enough and I’m clumsy but it doesn’t matter, ‘I’ll make up for it in a minute’ I think. Before I’ve even freed it, I can feel how hard you are. The enthusiasm on my face as I get my first glimpse would make millions if I could sell it and there’s no decorum now, I want to. My nipples had become hard and my dad was staring at them, I gave him a seductive yet innocent look and walked away. The next day I was in my bedroom masturbating and I had left my door slightly open, enough to be able to see me. Then when I heard him starting to walk by I moaned and said things like, "Oh dad, that feels sooo good. Harder dad, faster!" By this point I could tell he was starting to want me back, so when I was in the bathroom I did the same. He thought I didn't know he was.