SHE WAS 23, HER HUSBAND WAS 27.THEY WERE RENTING A ROOM IN MY PARENTS HOUSE, HE WAS AT WORK PRETTY MUCH THE WHOLE DAY, AND WHEN HE WAS NOT AT WORK, HE...WAS HANGING OUT WITH FRIENDS DRINKING AT THE BAR AROUND THE CORNER FROM WHERE WE LIVEDSHE WAS MOST OF THE TIME HOME, SHE HAD A PART-TIME IN THE AFTERNOONS AND ON HER DAYS OFF WHEN SHE WAS HOME SHE WOULD SPEND HER AFTERNOONS IN THEIR ROOM WATCHING TV OR LISTENING MUSIC, WE WOULD JUST GREET AND THAT'S HOW MUCH WE WOULD TALKMY PARENTS WORKED AND. The pool it turned out was in an annex at the side of the house, we had to walk a short 20 yards to reach it. "OK boys, you sit down there while Lucy and I have some fun"....Margaret stood behind Lucy, Lucy turned around and they started to kiss....they were going to put on a show for us as we watched, cocks in hand.They stopped kissing and Lucy looked straight ahead at us, she had a horny look on her face was biting her bottom lip, her denim pants then turned dark as she began to piss through. He postponed our meeting for a full day. I overheard my mom say something about me always being late and how she expected this. She said she prepared a dinner for us and now it would go to waste.Mike apologized and assured her that he would pay for dinner tomorrow night. “If there was any other option, I would keep our meeting, but something has come up that was unavoidable.”“There is no point in paying for a fancy dinner when I can cook. You bring my daughter and grand-daughter over here. And of course killer high heeled pointed shoes. As I enter the bar I’m hit with everything all at once, my senses are assaulted. From the dark smoky alcohol filled air that affects my eyes, nose, and lungs. To the beat of the music which I feel throbbing in my pussy. To the whine of the guitar which threatens to tear out my soul. I look around and find him in the corner. I head to the bar and get two shots, vodka straight up. The liquid fire sliding down my throat is a reminder of the fire I’ll.