She took a big gulp of wine and said, "Better?"I whispered that it was better but the fabric fell inward covering her nip. I also told her that the gu... next to her was trying very hard not to be obvious looking down her blouse. She began playing with her necklace again. As she twirled it, her fingers casually pulled the thin fabric of her blouse outward. When she took another sip from her glass, the fabric of her blouse fell away from her breasts.I couldn't believe that I was sitting there. "You are probably dying to know why I asked you here," she finally said, sipping her wine. I did the same, nodding my head, trying not to let on how bad it tasted."I'm just going to come out and ask," she stated flatly. "Have you had sex with my little girl?"Oh god, Abby must have told her mom, or she guessed. I'm in deep shit now. But wait. If she did tell, Alice wouldn't be asking me. She must suspect though or she wouldn't have asked me over tonight. Deny, deny, deny. "Of course not," I. What a wonderful erotic worldhis friend had opened for him. Recently, Jack toyed with the idea of revealinghimself to his daughter. He'd shared these thoughts with Ray who'd been utterlyshocked. Ray was adamant that such a course of action was nothing less thansuicidal."What the hell do you want to tell her for?" Ray asked. "It's only gonna ruin whatwe've both got. Hell, Jack you've got another four or five years while Tracy stilllives at home. Don't blow it, man," he warned.So, silence. He looks up at me. “You win.” He lays back down, defeated. “I know something you might can beat me at” I say, turning over a little to look at him. He looks at me, suddenly excited. “Can you shoot?” I ask when he can’t wait any longer for a new game. “Shoot?” He asks, a curious smirk coming over his face. The two of us start jacking ourselves off. I told him to copy me, but tell me if he felt like he was going to cum. Not gonna lie, it is kinda hot having someone watch you jack off. Anyhow, so.