"I'm sure it's not that bad," a voice behind him said. Tom turned to see who was talking to him. The cafe cook, Rob, had come out to sit with him. Tom...lushed and turned away."Don't you have something to do..." It's my break," Rob said, pushing Tom over to sit beside him. "Besides, Ithought you could use some company. You seem a little more...sullen...than the other girls." Sullen is an understatement." So, tell me," Rob said, leaning toward him. "What's wrong?"Tom looked at him squarely and. I blushed even more when I realized that Ron was only wearing a pair of sweat pants that hung enticingly low on his hips. His black chest rippled with muscles that deepened the color of my already flush face."How ... um ... I mean..." Ron was stammering as I dripped water on his kitchen floor and pulled the robe tightly around me. He couldn't keep his eyes off my breasts and I have to admit I found it reassuring after my husband's self-esteem crushing lies earlier in the evening."I was swimming. Eventually it came to me to find who was giving the soldiers their directions. I did not want to use one of the few stingers I had left and used the regular arrows. I pierced one man's breast and for a day I had a chance to rest.When the chase started again I found a man dressed as a legionnaire but obviously was not. Another arrow pierced his armour and I had more chance to rest. A few days later I tried the same thing but as the arrow came close it veered off and I used two more with the same. If only they knew what I had planned. My knickers were getting very wet, and I put a finger inside my pussy and gently stroked myself. All the time I could see Dad's cock getting bigger inside his trousers so I undid his trousers, pulled down his zip and saw his cock bulging inside his pants. I told Dad to stand up so I could pull his pants down. As he did I wrapped my hands around his massive shaft, and then started to kiss the top of his penis. He tasted lovely as he always did, precum was.