Of course there were street lights, but street lights don't do a hell of a lot of good that late at night.Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. I di... play it safe by carrying my baton in my hand so that it would be ready at a moment's notice. I walked away from my car and didn't get 100 yards before I ran into my first potential attacker. A man walked purposefully toward me from about a block away. It was hard to tell with the amount of available light, but he was definitely African-American. When he pulled out the cum was covering his cock. There was almost too much to believe it was his second load of the evening.The room smelled of sex. It was intoxicating. So intoxicating in fact, that another surprise was abounding.She and Lena started kissing and touching each other. This was unexpected as we were only going to fuck our own spouses in the same bed tonight. Unexpected, but I wasn't fucking saying anything. Rick shrugged too and I moved to the same side of the bed as him.We. Brook must’ve wanted to make sure I didn’t slip out of bed without her.We picked up my parents and went to Granny’s for breakfast. Then it was off to church. Dad wasn’t happy he’d been tricked into a trip to church. The congregation took notice that I’d brought a girl to the service. They all seemed to want to ask me about it, but my mom was there, and they knew how she could get. They’d learned their lesson when they tried to talk football with me. She was good to have around—at certain. She never once hassled me about me being married, and when we went for lunch she’d always take her turn with the bill and get the drinks in as well. One time when we were coming back from lunch my car broke down so she got the RAC out to take me home. That meant we couldn’t have sex that day, but she never complained about that either. I remember asking her once how I’d managed to pull such a gorgeous girl, 15 years younger than me. “You just dropped lucky,” she smiled back at me!Sometimes when.